At first, it makes you think of a bad joke or a divertissement: an infinite round of cheer and applause sampled from live recordings, more or less the same for long minutes. Then you notice it: there’s a drone – a dark, deep growl – lurking under all this mess. The low buzz slowly grows, while the voices start sounding tense, saturated with negative energy in dire need of exploding. And explode they do, in the shape of “soloists” (male and female fans) screaming their lungs out of the bodies as if skin-burnt in hell’s flames; this progressively apocalyptic mess literally ices me (no pun intended). Such kind of reality-based composition is certainly uncommon; I can only recall Ror Wolf’s Der Ball Ist Rund, entirely made with vocal layers of football commentators. Ubiquitous Eternal Live is genuinely nerve-shattering sonic devastation right on the target, namely the acoustic description of the totally idiotic behaviour and utter desperation intrinsically present in all kinds of people, especially when amassed. We’re all destined to be eaten by the “blob” of everyday’s life’s brain deterioration. Autodigest is a genius.