Caught in the lethargy of a Summer that just isn’t... the sonics of this split CDr make perfect sense, like viewing a projection through wobbly jelly laced with razors... throwing normality into chewed perceptions, leaving the mind to stilt walk on distended fingers... the landscape a pearling treacle, leaking from the wounds of trees... drenched in an unholy communion of machine innards and looped cul de sacs ----> void reaching ----> time breaching. I’ll be listening to this for years to come...
...hopefully still available on Transdimensionalsushi
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