The Ritual Must be Kept Alive w. Sofia.

Sofia delivers a blend of hypnotic beats and magnetic sounds. Oscillating between electronic, experimental downtempo and trance. This month's episode is inspired by the mythology of the sirens.

The Sirens are the elusive and forbidden form of the alluring voice. 
What are they in their very being if not a pure appeal, if not the mirthful void of listening, if not attentiveness, if not an invitation to pause? 
Their music is the opposite of a hymn: no presence shimmers in their immortal words; only the promise of a future song accompanies their melody. 
What makes them seductive is less what they make it possible to hear than what sparkles in the remoteness of their words, the future of what they say. 
Their fascination is due not to their current song, but to what it promises to be. 
...The song is but the attraction of song; but what it promises the hero is nothing other than a duplicate of what he has lived through, known, and suffered, precisely what he himself is.
A promise at once deceptive and truthful. It lies because all those who surrender to seduction and steer their ships toward the beach will only meet death. But it speaks the truth in that it is death that enables the song to sound and endlessly recount the heroes' adventure. 
Yet one must refuse to hear this song so pure — so pure that it says nothing more than its own devouring withdrawal — that one must plug one's ears, pass by it as if one were deaf, in order to live and thus begin to sing.
Or, rather, in order for the narrative that will never die to be born, one must listen but remain at the mast, wrists and ankles tied; one must vanquish all desire by a trick that does violence to itself; one must experience all suffering by remaining at the threshold of the alluring abyss; one must finally find oneself beyond song, as if one had crossed death while still alive only to restore it in a second language.

Michel Foucault