"[A] thing of delicate, atmospheric beauty.... [R]eminiscent of the real time improvisations of Supersilent and their exploitation of space within sound." -- Mia Clark, The Wire, January 2005
(T)his latest recording carves a flawless arc between reflective acoustic repose and crackling chaotic noise. -- Nic Bragg, Discorder, January 2004
. quiet, psychedelically influenced soundscapes and perfect, indie-pop inflected moments.... achingly engaging and sonically exciting. -- Chris Kennedy, Music Works, Summer 2005
From the Label
The serene clarity of a tenor saxophone a clear blue morning. Hope. A declaration of faith slowly wakes up, stretching skyward with strings pulling bags of cloud and wax wing. The soups of harp and warm guitar. Clarinet breath, sticky keys sputter wheeze splinter plunge into sublime chaos and repose. Into a static dance with wooden sticks and razors. Abstracts hiss and zip across the starry night, jarred by sharp piano chords left to decay in an electrified sound field refrigerator drone portrait.