Friday

vultures eye

...cats who dig the basement end of the experimental electronics field will need to get an earful of this lo-fi scuzz fest from sometime around late '80s with its cheapo drumboxes clattering away in post industrial tribal wobbles and waves of hizzing fuzzz clouding up the preceedings...scrapes and squeals bubble and erupt into bilious gas bombs of white noise...whispers and shouts appear from time to time amist strange tappings and creaks and moans from other times...originally set free on a limited press independent tape, this is a fine meeting of amon duul and stockhausen as they wander tripping through lowlife cheap arcades full of gloopious asteroid games with whitehouse following close behind in the bohemian/criminal district away from square workaday patriots...all conventions are questioned but never fully answered...not as disorientating as some work in this field of noise endeavour, the unknown can be glimpsed occasionally as the disk unfolds when the right alignment of symbols are positioned correctly...
...eye eye...

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