simple, straight-forward slabs of distorted sine resonating into nodes of thick-as-a-brick feedback overload and then rolling off into echoey troughs. strident yet sonorous. an updated take on those 'on your knees in front of the stack' rock guitar feedback solos . a celebration of primal sound.

nice & laid back atmosphere - the beats didn't work for me at first - slipped around too much but it eventually fell into place for me and actually really fit the mood - which is like hangin at a club with some good friends. but the point of the review is... really sweet guitar Mr Brillman, sampled or not;)

I keep returning to this piece for another few listens. Its short so its there and gone... and there again. At first I thought it was the voices and a case of sonic voyeurism. But after a few listens I realized I had shifted to their echoey timbres - the clockwork pattern of the keys which seem to both mark time and detach from it - and, of course, the windy wash of those filters. This couple is forever suspended in these moments, but for the listener... as enigmatic as it remains, I found release through reflection.

Opens with a broad canvass of classic electronic sonic - good timing, depth and placement with a variety of complimentary sounds creating a subtle tension continuing over the top of a churning drone welling up from beneath and then opening up into light dancing arpeggios. Well arranged and paced. Draws you in and hooks you without trying to be overwhelming. Excellent.

This could be the world that slips by just beyond the headlight beams or stares at you from the other side of the mirror. The world populated by those shadowy movements at the edge of your vision. Those dreams that retreat into an amnesiac blank screen the moment you wake. Excellent sonics layered in dark overlapping sheets of changeling textures. The fact that there's a bent guitar fueling the mix just makes it more of a hook. Good to hear there will be more.