David Berg

(The film opens in total darkness. The crackle of static and the low hum of an early vacuum-tube amplifier fill the silence. A sharp click echoes as a spotlight cuts through the dark, illuminating a tight close-up of a man’s face. This is David.)(Leaning in, his voice a low, raspy, theatrical whisper that vibrates through the microphone)"Listen closely. Do you hear that? That is the sound of the old world dying. The radios are screaming, the factories are humming, but the souls of men.