| In enigmatic beauty Ker35, sporadic motes and slithers are topped with a pretty-though-obtuse layer of cut-up chimes. A somehow slurpy rhythm spatters behind the ringing/rippling void of PE (2:42).
Speckled with occasional pips of static, live recording dek here (9:31) alights into a steamy, shifting radiance pulsing with various levels of activity. Bleeping blun emits cheerful burbling tones and effervescent clickiness.
Beaming with unknown energies, L2 simply radiates within a force field of its own making. During parts of
9, a vaguely harmonica-like glare and remotely guitar-esque strums appear, making this closing number seem like a sunset campfire song from some android homeworld, sorta.
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