Label: A-DSR.Net Press
Deep cuts of knitted sound (like macrame gone wrong, but just right), will drone you out straight to Walhalla. We’re not going to highlight any tracks, they're all fireplace material, repetitive rhythmic patterns melting into a river of radiophonic syrup. Even in his abstract ways this Scheldapen veteran cooks up tracks you want to hug. Chunky cables of electric soundwool coated in chocolate, a creamy delight for your mind. The few beats are slamming and you've got plenty of time to get into it.
A 45 minutes long, analogy of dawn.