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Dreamy aurora-borealis-like soundwaves are pocked by rhythmicated digi-grit as
frame nicely blends the disparate materials into something appealingly smooth-yet-crunchy. Mechanical resonance and faintly sputtering static drift from
the warm vagueness of out out.
The indeterminate echoes and hazy streams of broom are subjected to seemingly random low-level crackles.
Hovering essences radiate and glow from the electronic/industrial sheen of
fissure (8:01); multilayered drones warble slightly amongst recurring soft-focus hisses and buzzes. Despite its more-organic title,
lyndon tree is every bit as electronic and obtuse as its counterparts, wafting and ringing in loosely defined patterns.
(Somewhat) like clockwork, chimey/buzzy tones emit from hasp22 (3:09) as do sporadic miniature ticks. The plushly pulsating organ-like chords of calty spiral around more-ephemeral rays, and are backed by ghostly percussive presences. isonpgn's shapeless drifts of stratified ephemera are topped with a goosey honking cycle.
Within spiff's easy tones and nearly-invisible specks, speech fragments are buried, discussing the creative joys of blending one's work and hobbies.
Also included on the CD is a short "frame" video by Abrams; the motion of enigmatic drive-by urbanscapes work nicely with the snappy track.
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