
been sitting on this for a coon's age and find myself still struggling to bash out anything coherent on it (well as coherent as i get...) so just gonna spit forth on whatever comes to mind over the next six hundred seconds, throw some muddy verb-noun-adjective's against the e-wall, see what sticks. more inner space / outer space explorations from marc broude, noiser, turned more recently to expansive drones and minimalist organic abstractions. this, i gather, is the proper release for a buncha songs/demos/sketches that formed earlier album, medicine. struggling to link the two in my mnemonic mind's [...]

how does it make you feel they're asking, how does it make you feel? you. you slideslideslide the blade in, coaxcoaxcoaxing out the second nail on your right hand. there's a noise oh somewhere between the wet suck of ill-fitting false teeth and dead wood snap as the cuticle tears and the red drops pitter patter on the table. you lay them out one through seven. they're asking how are you feeling, how are you feeling now, they're asking? somewhere deader than alive you say. you grimace one twice three times for the cameras, while the ghost of a peripheral [...]

buon giorno luamada : buon giorno luamada - more blissful blossoming lotuses of lovely dream noise from perdizes dream , brazils answer to not not fun. if yr familiar with babe, terror's warm analogue burblings then yr on safe ground here. does that sleepy dusk/dawn sensation home-taping thing that the likesof ducktails and their various bastard children do. y'know hazy backround fizz in a hot bath-full of guitar fuzz and clean strummery. it's hard to imagine all this stuff not coming from some sunny dreamland of cold beer and tropical weather [...]