Salma Shamel’s Those That Tremble as if They Were Mad is a wry lamentation of a future not grasped. In the aftermath of Egypt’s 2011 revolution a government committee was set up to compile an archive of the revolution’s events, only to be dissolved following a coup. Through a parade of the committee’s ephemera of CD-ROMs, certificates and contracts, Those That Tremble mourns what could have been, to a soundscape of mass distress.