Driving songs, but not in an Crue way. More like you just drank too much soda and now the steering wheel is sticky. Been waiting to put this out for far too long, and totally worth the wait. _______________ _____________ ___________ _______________________ __________ __________ _________ _______ __________ _____________ __________ __________ _________

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Two 20+ minute long track inspired by Jens Bjornboe's Moment of Freedom. _______________ _____________ ___________ _______________________ __________ __________ _________ _______ __________ _____________ __________ __________ _________

Latest edition to Antony Milton's immense discography. This was apparently recorded in two weekends on the coast of the North Island of New Zealand. It sounds more like Antony found some tapes buried somewhere in the rainforest of South America during a bicycle trip, licked some frogs, and jammed overtop of the primitive field recordings of Native Rituals contained within. _______________ _____________ ___________ _______________________ __________ __________ _________ _______ __________ _____________ __________ __________ _________

Anonymous group of forest dwellers. Recorded off the coast of Maine and sounds exactly what you think that would sound like. Wheezy wordless vocals and strummed strings are gathered in a joyous ritual. Forthcoming LP on Time-Lag. _______________ _____________ ___________ _______________________ __________ __________ _________ _______ __________ _____________ __________ __________ _________

Co-released with Alter. "'To An End' is the debut solo album from London, UK's Luke Younger (also known as 1/2 of Birds of Delay). The album is comprised of an extremely complex network of intricate layers and mixed sounds. A haunting composition of field recordings, tape loops, percussion, and electronics (among other things) create an extremely tense and daunting audio tapestry which leaves the listener pondering the intense meaning of the sounds chosen. Repeated themes arrive suddenly and then shift into new passages seamlessly creating a surreal environment of confusion and alienation. All of the carefully mixed and slow morphing passages are balanced by surgical editing technique (while leaving the tired "cut-up" techniques behind.) While the albums first piece has many properties of concrete and sound poetry reminiscent of the work of Charles Amirkhanian or Bengt Hambraeus, it does not confine itself to these genre of these works. On the albums flipside, field recordings and mysterious tape audio swell in and out of the mix, gone before you can fully realize it was ever there. Soft washes of white noise float delicately on the surface of an infinite curious hum. A sense of unease simultaneously locks in with an aura of beauty, both worlds comprimising to share a space with each other in an extended phantom tone. The long excursion into a wash of calm tone could float away forever, its as profound as the discovery of pure silence or the sound of a massive skyscraper collapsing to the ground. It's not about it's size, it's about the overbearing weight, which this album carries loads of." - John Elliott

Space effortlessly drifts and FX-riddled loner folk jams glisten in its wake. _______________ _____________ ___________ _______________________ __________ __________ _________ _______ __________ _____________ __________ __________ _________

Pro-pressed CDR of hour long live show. Only available by preordering Expo '70 'Psychosis' LP. _______________ _____________ ___________ _______________________ __________ __________ _________ _______ __________ _____________ __________ __________ _________