
Twenty-four jagged vignettes of abrasive noise and spoken word. Eugene S. Robinson's menacing narration meets Jamie Stewart's most claustrophobic electronics.
It's like being trapped in an elevator with a very articulate, very angry philosopher while the cables snap.
A relentless, confrontational energy with moments of exhausted, cold tenderness.
The vocals lean far further into spoken word than the rest of the catalogue.
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