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Black Truffle is pleased to present Even Colder Spring, the latest release from the mysterious and wildly prolific Cities Aviv (a.k.a. Wilbert Gavin Mays, who also records as African-American Sound Recordings), a rare appearance from the artist outside his own D.O.T. Audio Arts label. For over a decade, Cities Aviv has twisted hip-hop conventions into the most skewed and splayed forms, layering and lacerating twitching loops, extreme production techniques and his mercurial vocal stylings into hermetic décollage. Across 16 tracks, Even Colder Spring charts Mays’ restlessly experimental approach: what sound like fully formed productions are interrupted suddenly after seconds; interjections of field recordings cue unexpected shifts; details drown under layers of fuzz. His vocal delivery takes in rhythmically intricate rap, barely articulate murmurs and freely melodic song, the latter often with a disorientating lack of connection to the track’s harmonies. The lyrical shifts are as paratactical as the musical movements. Apocalyptic visions of social and cultural uniformity alternate with reflections on mortality, glimpses of everyday life and head-scratching one-liners: ‘Maybe Mars is bougie?’ His reference points are as surprising as ever, the Dante quotes of previous releases joined here by a tracked named after Henri Bergson’s idea of the élan vital. Australian listeners, in particular, might be especially taken aback to hear ‘Closing Door’ open with the phrase ‘the tyranny of distance’. While Mays’ work can sometime be claustrophobically bleak, the productions here are often sparkling, at times touching on the shimmer of private-issue New Age sounds and the more playful end of krautrock. The instrumental ‘Martine Drift’ could almost be a snatch of Cluster’s Zuckerzeit caught through dial-up internet. The distant echoing drums of ‘L_area’ cross Persona’s Som with lo-fi IDM, while closer ‘Final Heaven’ dissolves a cloud of loops across almost seven minutes into ecstatic, rippling distortion. The graphic design, at the artist’s request closely modelled on the format of Corwood Industries, offers as good a clue as any to what awaits the listener on Even Colder Spring: a world at once impossibly opaque and intensely personal.

Afro-Latin electronic producer, global-sounds inspired DJ, and bassist for Little Simz, Marla Kether returns with her highly-anticipated second EP Luso, released on Strut Records. Featuring a hand-picked selection of collaborators from across her creative circle, Marla continues to craft genre-bending bangers rooted in African, Brazilian, and UK sounds. The 5-track EP spans Batida with grime rapper Mez, Afrobeat with rapper Reek0, Broken Beat with Sofia Grant and a Samba House anthem with Margaridas. With Luso, Marla brings her musical worlds together into her most fully realised project to date. Written and developed between Lisbon and Brasilia, the EP reflects the movement, collaboration and cultural exchange that shaped its creation. “As a producer that first recorded during lockdown, this project was all about getting musicians into a studio and really celebrating the unbeatable energy of live recording,” says Marla of Luso. “I wanted the music to feel human, warm and alive, rooted in rhythm, connection and joy.” Live percussion, bass, vocals and electronic production move together throughout the EP, creating music built for clubs, headphones and festival stages alike. Marla weaves together Brazilian musical traditions, Broken Beat, Afro-Portuguese Batida, Afrobeat and jazz-inflected club music into a deeply rhythmic and emotionally rich body of work. At its core, Luso is a celebration of community, movement and musical freedom - a release shaped by travel, collaboration and the energy of shared spaces. The result is a bold statement from an artist entering a new creative phase. With Luso, Marla Kether confirms herself as one of the most exciting cross-disciplinary artists emerging from the UK underground today.

A full instrumental version of ‘Garbology’, the 2021 collaboration between American rapper Aesop Rock and hip-hop producer Blockhead. On-and-off creative foils for each other’s work going back years, the pair complemented each other perfectly on the original album, but this slate fully exposes Blockhead’s sparse and often desolate production work.

Evidence has traveled the world, released a string of acclaimed albums with Dilated Peoples and as a solo artist, has become a respected producer crafting beats for Kanye West, Beastie Boys and Linkin Park among others. For his part, Alchemist has become one of rap’s triple threats, producing for Snoop Dogg, Eminem, Nas and many more. Alchemist is also an accomplished rapper and Eminem’s touring DJ. While they were building their respective careers, Evidence and Alchemist had worked together regularly collaborating on Dilated Peoples albums, Evidence’s solo material and Alchemist’s releases. As the pair continued collaborating, they began labeling themselves as Step Brothers when they would record, as noted on Evidence’s The Layover EP. The pair then decided it was time to record an album together. Now as the Step Brothers, Evidence and Alchemist deliver another stellar musical achievement, Lord Steppington, which delivers lyric-driven, punchline-heavy and intricate rhymes. Lord Steppington boasts the best of the duo peppered with frequent collaborators and friends, including Action Bronson, Roc Marciano, Domo Genesis,The Whooliganz, Styles P, Fashawn, Rakaa, Blu and Oh No.

Connecters Vol. 1: Original Recordings, 1992–1999 marks the first public release by Larrison, the recording alias of Midwestern visual artist and musician Larrison Seidle. Composing, programming, and recording entirely on a Casio CZ-5000 during the halcyon days of early '90s homespun exploration and experimentation, Larrison inhabited a dreamworld of his invention, soundtracked by space age pop vignettes speckling with hypnotic, ebullient layered synthesizer melodies. Unfolding across 26 tracks, all newly restored and mastered from the original sources, Connecters Vol. 1 reinvents itself, song by song, transcending time and defying the fated obscurity of this brilliant, discreet music made three decades ago.

Hiding Places is a collaborative album from Brooklyn-based rapper billy woods and Los Angeles beat scene veteran Kenny Segal, set for release by Backwoodz Studioz on March 29, 2019. On its face, it seems an unlikely pairing; woods—who moonlights as ½ of dissonant rap duo Armand Hammer—is a chaotic force, the warped relic of an NY indie-rap wave that never happened. Meanwhile, Segal has been in L.A. for twenty years; from paying dues with Project Blowed to pushing the culture forward with Busdriver and Milo. All the while, his soulful, dreamlike production precariously tethered to earth by the right drums or rumbling bass. But look closer and it makes more sense. After all, Segal lent his production to a couple of songs on Paraffin, Armand Hammer’s critically-acclaimed opus, and the two veterans have more than a few shared collaborators: Open Mike Eagle, ELUCID, and Hemlock Ernst amongst them. Hiding Places finds both artists deep in the labyrinth. Segal’s lush soundscapes have a new edge, woods’ writing is, paradoxically, at its most direct. Hiding Places is a child’s game: funny and cruel, as brutal as a fairy tale. The album features contributions from both artists’ well of collaborators with ELUCID, Self-Jupiter, and MOTHERMARY making appearances.

Here’s a monster of its own. Not to be confused with Trevor Jackson early 2000 project (even if the british producer has obviously been informed by post-punk, dub, post-industrial and the likes) Playgroup was more than anything a collective, based somewhere around Bristol and London. Drummer Bruce Smith was the key figure behind the project. Neneh Cherry husband and fabulous motorik force for The Pop Group, The Slits, New Age Steppers, African Head Charge and – more recently - Public Image Limited, Bruce brought the post-punk aura into the realm of controlled chaos with several partners in crime. Playgroup is the so-called English version of Jamaican dub, informed by the industrial revolution and the studio wizardy of On U Sound acolytes. Crucial Tony (Creation Rebel, Dub Syndicate, Singers & Players) on bass and guitars, Sean Oliver (New Age Steppers, Rip Rig & Panic) on guitar, the almighty Style Scott (Creation Rebel, Dub Syndicate, New Age Steppers) on drums and percussionists Eskimo (African Head Charge, Creation Rebel, Mark Stewart And The Maffia) and Bonjo I (African Head Charge) are among the main conspirators here. Produced by none else than Adrian Sherwood Epic Sound Battles Chapter One still resonates with its original dark humor and guerrilla warfare tactics.

Debut solo album for Alternative TV front man and long-time running UK punk scenester, originally released in 1980 on Deptford Fun City Records. Mark Perry was also the man behind the iconic Sniffin' Glue zine, founded in July 1976. The album was produced by Grant Showbiz, principally known for his work with The Fall, The Smiths and Billy Bragg, and it is literally an art-rock nugget. Sort of an autobiographical work, the record is full of twisted hooks, showing the dark side of post-punk. Less hysterical than the output released with Alternative TV, Snappy Turns should be considered as a post-apocalyptic pop record. It could have been easily included in the infamous Nurse With Wound list (guess what, his former band was there) introducing several connections to the so-called "grey area". In particular, the disturbing tape loops and the violin heard in "Death Looks Down" are perversely informed by late Throbbing Gristle, a band seriously informed by the same aesthetics (Alternative TV used to rehearse in TG studio in Hackney back in the days, while former ATV member Alex Fergusson founded Psychic TV with Genesis P-Orridge). As the shadow of doubt surrounds the nearby future, Snappy Turns could be easily an appropriate soundtrack. Contains two bonus tracks from the 1980s 7" Whole World's Down On Me.

This compilation charts the unlikely link between Cologne’s DIY scene and the Ukrainian underground at the turn of the 1990s. Visual artist and producer Guido Erfen and sound engineer Michael Springer were central figures in SHM1, a Cologne collective who ran concerts and a studio space inside the vast, disused Rhenania grain silo. From this base, they built an independent network for recording and distributing music beyond the mainstream. In 1990, Erfen received a cassette from Ukraine featuring bands from Kharkiv and Kyiv, alongside an essay by Sergey Myasoyedow, co-founder of Kharkiv’s Novaya Scena rock club. The music—shaped by punk, avant-garde experiment, folk motifs and abrasive grooves—opened a window onto a scene largely unheard in the West. Further tapes followed, and Erfen travelled to Ukraine, eventually persuading Alfred Hilsberg to release the Novaya Scena compilation on What’s So Funny About, documenting 14 bands recorded between 1986 and 1992. In the wake of that release, musicians including Svitlana Nianio and Yewgeny “Yenia” Taran travelled to Cologne. From 1994 onwards, informal sessions at Springer’s Phantom Studio and the SHM space at Rhenania forged a new chapter in this exchange. Those recordings form the basis of this collection, capturing four distinct incarnations of the Ukraine–Cologne connection.

The music in this cassette comes from 1985 and is part of a cycle of sound experimentation (1983-1988) whose results have remained almost entirely unpublished, and whose recordings were even lost for decades until a few original tapes reappeared by chance. The Lost Tapes is conceptual noise music made without resorting to any type of musical instruments, not even synthesizers; using artisanal methodologies in order to generate noises, recordings with radio-cassettes, modifications through basic pedals for electric guitar and assembly techniques in cut-ups, loops and superimpositions. This reassambled edition has been published in 2024 with the reference EGK023, following the legendary k7 series edited by Discos Esplendor Geométrico back in the 1980s. To purchase the complete k7 with extensive liner notes by Marcelo Expósito and Mattin: www.rotordiscos.com/catalogo/the-lost-tapes/4912/ www.soundohm.com/product/marcelo-exposito-lost-tap "The Lost Tapes offers us some secret homemade gems recordings from the 1980s rich Spanish underground. The Spanish transition from fascism to democracy was not as smooth as they wanted us to believe. Still, there were many traumas to deal with, and noise music was the perfect medium to channel them. If noise in the 80s Japan was the acceleration of transgression resembling the economic boom that was going on in the country, Marcelo Expósito has worked through the unconscious shit that Spain was still dealing with at the time. Unfortunately, we still suffer those resonances. These recordings are part of an avant-garde that still has not been fully recuperated and give us a lesson from the past into the future: never give up on the power of noise to denaturalise and challenge the values of fascism." Liner notes by Mattin. Anti-copyright. Author of, among others, Noise & Capitalism (Co-editor, 2009), Object of Thought (LP, 2010), Unconstituted Praxis (Book, 2012), Social Dissonance (Book, 2022) and Seize the Means of Complexity (LP, 2023).

From the basement of a now-condemned motorcycle gang hideout in Dayton, Ohio comes STONE COAL WHITE! Ultra-primitive and ultra raw funk with classic Ohio funky soul elements. The A-side - “Hell Below,” a cover of the Curtis Mayfield classic more closely resembles the East Of Underground version, with a furious tempo and driving wah guitar. File under Unhinged Funk. The B-side, “Free,” previously available as a 45 on the private press label Ewing from 1971 is quite literally inconceivably rare. Now, thanks to our friends at Numero Group, this two-sided heater is available for a low price...while supplies last.

Graduate of Mahogani Music and Databass, Detroit’s Sheefy McFly hits critical jit x juke x ghetto-tech x footwork momentum on six vocal bangers for Amsterdam’s Cape St. Francis. Big one FFO Hi-Tech, Omar-S, Urban Tribe, DJ Assault Known to 313 locals for his colourful murals all over the city, and on this sleeve, Sheefy McFly also trades in a mean vein of uptempo booty music, as heard at his Ghettotechtopia parties and recently on a self-released LP and an ode to local ghetto-tech hotspot, ‘Belle Isle 2099’. His ‘Baddies Only’ EP elevates a signature sound of scudding 808 bass, claps, and keys with a spotlight on six original vocalists from his ends, each characteristic of classic-contemporary Motor City club music and its bridges to Chicago ghettotech. From the front, he loops bars by duo Etherpussy on undulating subs and electrosoul chords in a style shared by Lola Damone’s bars on ‘Pretty World’, and also calling to mind Andrés’ class GT Flips - a reference point for the choppier soul of ‘You’re Mine’, which tilts more into footwork angularity. Tiptonaires also brings a fierce but warm energy with her faux naïf bars on the chromatic synths of ‘Cute2Nite’, while your trunk’s Cerwin Vegas get a proper test in the Miami Bass-type tremors of ‘Young N Turnt’, voiced by DJ Mobetta.

Smacking that sweetspot between grime, techno, bassline and soca, Anthoney J Hart (East Man, Imaginary Forces) aka Basic Rhythm delivers a full-bore pack of rampers for Bristol-via-Berlin’s bassbin overlords, Sneaker Social Club. Active in a vein of uchronic, ‘nuum-bending invention since the 2010’s, but with roots reaching back to ‘90s pirate radio, Hart’s decade-straddling steez yields the crankiest horsepower as Basic Rhythm on ‘8 Bar Techno’. Hewing hard to the brief, he dissects and recombines styles & patterns with a fiercely upfront quality, trampling on putative borders with a rudeboy alacrity that works a treat on up-for -it ‘floors. The durable torsion of OG jungle tekno and its myriad derivations are twisted into tensile girders, variously splitting the difference between 4/4 grime and hard groove techno in ‘the title tune, or panel-beating sublow into rictus bashiness on ‘Weed Killer’, while firing killer rounds of vocal cuts including the dancehall-grime of ‘Vibez’ with NyNy, or electroid drill with Lyrical Strally and Eklipse. Along with the precision-tooled rufige of ‘Kонец века’ with Moscow Legend, the mutant soca gallop o ‘Ice cold’, and diesel-fuelled grime-techno of ‘More Pricks than Kicks’, or the dive-bombing darkness of ‘The Deluge’, it’s a hard set for discerning 140BPM shotters, and surely one of Basic Rhythm’s deadliest.

Abby Sundborn is quiet observer. An active composer, performer, improviser and collaborator within Melbourne’s fertile DIY underground, she equally appreciates time spent on the other side of the stage, attentively listening, imagining and finding beauty in her surroundings. Classically trained but intuitively inclined, Holding Pattern is perhaps the clearest distillation of Sundborn’s musical vision - one that is rooted in intimacy and vulnerability, and pays homage to countless memories both shared and in solitude. A time-dilating piece for cello and voice performed to a small audience, it is fragile music with a deceptive intensity that unravels far beyond the confines of the dimly lit space in which it was performed. The atmosphere is tense and palpable, held in seemingly infinite suspension by small yet deliberate gestures that delicately overlap. It feels decidedly human. Sundborn’s considered bowing and pizzicato are laid bare with little processing or intervention, and the composition at large feels beautifully curious and explorative. Holding Pattern is Sundborn’s first piece that features so prominently her voice. At its apex lies ‘Shed’, a title symbolising the “breaking of habitual patterns” that can lead to one’s life becoming too routine and unconsciously self-destructive. The interplay between her cello and voice is mantric and entrancing, and portrays an emotionally attuned composer with deft sensitivity to space and time. “I knew I wanted to make something that felt warm and focused, but not so much that you can’t get out.” Always self-observational and never rushed, Sundborn seemingly utilises negative space as moments of reflection - her voice a vessel for ascension and grief that drifts slowly into the distance. Sundborn’s work is rigorous yet free-flowing, and has seen light on a diversity of labels, including Altered States, Daisart and Absorb. Holding Pattern is her first appearance on A Colourful Storm, following time shared on stage and in collaboration with Tony Buck (The Necks), Jonnine (HTRK) and Lisa Lerkenfeldt (Shelter Press).

Released in 1982 on Trumpett, the Colonial Vipers cassette offered an extensive snapshot of the Dutch home-taping scene at its creative peak. One of the earliest compilations of its kind, it brought together a diverse array of underground artists, nearly all contributing exclusive tracks. For this reissue, 13 of these rare pieces have been carefully selected, highlighting the experimental energy that defined the era. Naturally, it features core Trumpett artists Ende Shneafliet, capturing the spirit of the early ‘80s experimentation with their otherworldly minimal synth composition and Doxa Sinistra, blending cold wave and electronics in ways that remain strikingly fresh today. Also present are acts such as Van Kaye & Ignit, Nice Circles and The Actor, whose minimal and infectious tracks epitomize the DIY synth ethos of the period. Additional contributors like Genetic Factor, Det Wiehl, De Fabriek and Muziekkamer offer textured, atmospheric pieces that blur the line between the avant-garde and concrete industrial sound works. For the first time ever on vinyl, this revised edition preserves the energy, eerie atmospheres and mechanical beats that made the original cassette a hidden gem of the European underground. Carefully mastered to ensure every nuance of these pioneering tracks is fully realized, it is a must-have for minimal wave enthusiasts and anyone fascinated by the innovative sounds of the early Dutch post-punk scene.

Black Tape II is only the second widely available release by Ohkami No Jikan (The Time of the Wolf), one of the more esoteric groups of the 1990’s Tokyo underground. Recorded in 1992, it illuminates a largely undocumented facet of Nanjo Asahito’s psychedelic cosmology, distinct form his better known work with High Rise, Musica Transonic and Toho Sara. Aside from a handful of limited, handmade cassettes and CD-Rs on his La Musica label, there’s only been one Ohkami No Jikan album, Mort Nuit, that made it beyond the collector inner circle. One of Nanjo’s longest-running, most mysterious outfits, Ohkami No Jikan’s conceptualisation – as a psych outfit “that explores ‘stasis’ and ‘motion’, both actively and philosophically” – hints at the intensity of the music here. There’s a pellucid beauty to much of Black Tape II, with the simplest, most erotically charged chord changes descending from the heavens, Nanjo moaning consumptively as the songs slip by in an acid daze. The 1992 line-up here, with Asai Fumiyo on bass and Nagao Kouji on drums, was one of many variations of Ohkami No Jikan; simultaneously languorous and heavy, at times pushed into the red with sharp feedback arcs, the group feels cosmically aligned with Nanjo’s purity of vision. “Unreleased recordings from the the ‘92 Black Tape (cf. 068). Cool acid heavy psychedelic sound takes that weren’t used on the original release. Early studio demos.” - from the original La Musica cassette release Available for the first time on LP or any physical form aside from a small run of hand assembled cassettes on the Japanese La Musica label in mid ‘90s (LA-077). Housed in a custom die-cut, "Uni-Pak" style gatefold with metallic ink, spot finishes and matching La Musica inner sleeve. La Musica Records was a label founded by Asahito Nanjo in Tokyo during the 1990's. It released nearly 200 cassettes and cd-r's, all handmade in micro-editions sold at shows. The catalog featured artists and recordings largely of obscure, often completely unknown origin, sanctioned and "grey-area" documentation of the Tokyo psychedelic underground. Black Tape II is part of Black Edition's work to bring La Musica's unique and confoundingly beautiful catalog to light.

Cruddiest nightglyde steez by the mysterious Sister Marion, voiced by Mass, for John T. Gast’s 5 Gate Temple A must check for anyone feeling Dean Blunt’s circle or Tribe of Colin, ‘B Safe’ scries early ‘10s road rap styles thru JTG’s murky crystal ball with Mass seemingly rapping from the other end of a long corridor over a blend of dungeon synth vamps, road rap/proto-UK drill and dread soundsystem rumbles, revealed in starkest terms on the version.

John T. Gast’s 5GT label shells the baddest yet by their secret weapon Xterea, panel-beating aspects of free party tekno D&B and UK steppers with a proper rusty, distorted tang that works a treat - RIYL Muslimgauze, Yann Dub, Carrier.

With scant background info, comparisons between Xterea and his label boss have almost inevitably been made - kinda like loads of artists on Rephlex were presumed to be AFX aliases - but we’re assured that Xterea is not JTG, they just share a thing for the grubbiest subterranean dub rave.

Whatever, their latest is also their strongest, arranging brittlest, nagging drums and murky atmospheres into hypnotic propulsion systems with a dead satisfying sort of unfinished, off-the-cuff, uncommercial quality that hits where it matters.

Their 4th release, after a ’24 debut with Mindseyerecords.xyz, and preceding pair for 5GT, ‘I’ll Call You Later’ is their most substantial in terms of length and locked-in effect. A case in point is the 10 min standout ‘Don’t Shoot the Messenger’, reminding us to the trippiest ends of frenchtek via the neuro pressure of late ’90s D&B, and getting right into the whirring details with a restrained, hands-on dub tactility.

That aesthetic is thoroughly explored with rude swagger across all seven cuts, variously squashed into an industry-dancehall swivel on the tense ‘Playtime’, and spangled in killer electro-dub noise of ‘Mix Up’, thru the serotonin-depleted, up-for-3-days limb-mill of ’Style Like This’ and its dub, to the secret backroom warehouse steez of ‘I Swear That’s X.’

Bebedera takes the style of Tarraxo to a heightened awareness of its sexual nature. Tight, wicked layers of percussion, a suggestive ID ("Drinking is his life"), a slow pace that's not only perceptively slow, it sounds charged with intent, even malice, dissolution. Letting go of morality may be the big attraction in the music, permission to get down, this time in a heavy, conspicuous manner instead of a spiritual, breezy floatation. One has to recognize the impulse in ourselves. Once at peace with this rough nature, there are sublime grooves to follow, mind-boggling arrangements, a freedom from judgement in connecting with what may seem to be at first a very masculine take on dancefloor sensuality but which is in fact only human. Just with less filters.

In other ways, an aural combination of metal and flesh produces this notion of a cyborg, a very expressive physical body making its weight known to everybody around, a sort of walking fortress as in the "Moderan" group of sci-fi short stories. A glorious rattle of lata percussion, scraps from the junkyard. A sense of unease, even slight danger starts a flow of adrenalin. According to DJ Marfox, it's not the only thing flowing, there's also a strong desire for intercourse when a Bebedera tarraxo is playing. His very distinctive style has been a cult favourite for years. Accordingly, it took years to make contact, to reach an agreement, and the result is a set of classics that stretch as far back as 2014. Still the same punch, still the feeling no one has really stepped into this territory with such force.

Flipping the construct on its head, there's two Bebedera house tracks, we'd say almost an oddity, an abrupt change from the previous density of atmosphere, though they retain all the percussive bounce. Sensual, sure, a different tempo also letting through a romantic disposition other than the sheer physical attraction. One of the titles sums up the aesthetical power at play: "I Will Beat The Top High". As in reaching further out, further up. Wanting to. Time freezes - 2014 and 2016 (production years of these two tracks), fold up and melt into the Present. Where it matters.

Isaiah Collier, William Hooker, and William Parker. Just as those who once gathered in the lofts of New York built sound from rubble and dust, this trio too carves raw time itself, releasing The Ancients on eremite. Collier, the young Chicago firebrand, tears through the echoes of history with his tenor, moving between gospel exaltation and searing cries. Hooker carries the tradition of free drumming, each strike exploding with muscular intensity, while Parker grounds the ensemble with bass tones that resound like the tremors of the earth. What began as an homage to Milford Graves becomes not a mere memorial, but a living festival of blood, breath, and sweat. Filling the air of Los Angeles and San Francisco, their sound recalls the unbound spirit of the 1970s loft scene, yet surges forward as a black hymn thrust into the future.

" dean blunt & Elias Rønnenfelt - lucre LP. Single-sided, 180g vinyl "

Highly recommended for fans of Dean Blunt and hypnagogic pop. Emerging in the late 2010s as Belgium’s counterpart to Music From Memory with its focus on obscure archival excavations, and now known for releasing cult records from contemporary artists, STROOM.TV presents the full LP debut of the enigmatic act Felicity J Lord. A collision of obscure playfulness and fragile poetics, the album unfolds as a collection of nearly 30 fragmentary tracks, each lasting only a minute or two—like peering into a diary or sketchbook. Synths, piano, cut-up voices, and intimate domestic sounds appear and dissolve, sometimes evoking lo-fi pop sensibilities, sometimes drifting into experimental collage. Rather than striking with force, it’s the accumulation of hazy, fleeting fragments that lingers—resonating quietly in the listener’s memory. A rare and remarkable work.

"This cassette is a promo mix that we originally sold in high school to promote the parties my friends and I did back then (The Witch Is Back); M.O.A. Productions, Frantik Party Productions, some of my earliest House crews.

We (Marky P, DJ Juice, DPC, James) did underground house parties in basements and around while in high school. The mix is a fusion of Chicago house, and also the European minimal techno that was coming into Chicago back then. A timestamp on our histories, early roots and what we love."

— Mark Grusane

Dale Cornishによる、クィア・クラブ文化と前衛的エレクトロニカを巧みに融合させたフルアルバムが登場。Cornish はこれまで No Bra とのエレクトロクラッシュ、Baraclough 名義でのノイズ・プロジェクト、2010年代のデコンストラクション系クラブ音楽などを手掛け、独自の音楽性を育んできたが、本作では、大胆なクラブ実験と内省的な語りによって、性別適合手術の経験や人間関係の機微を描きながら、ラフで歪んだダンスミュージックや、Cronx語で歌われるビターで切ないバラードを自由に行き来する。音響的には、硬質なクラブビート、歪んだシンセ、微細なノイズ、声やサンプルの細やかな処理が絶妙に組み合わさり、身体的な引力と精神的な内省が同時に味わえる構造になっている。即興性と前衛性を備えたクィア・クラブ・エレクトロニカの最前線を体現し、20年にわたるアンダーグラウンドの経験を詰め込んだ、ユーモアと正直さに満ちた一枚。