E!fy (pronounced “eify”, spelled eify) composes without faces, without noise. Just intersecting textures: piano too real, synths too alive. The analog dialogues with the organic*. No matter who he is, only the music speaks. ⠍⠽⠎⠞⠑⠗⠑ ⠑⠞ ⠃⠕⠥⠇⠑ ⠙⠑ ⠛⠕⠍⠍⠑