Continuing my posts of work from my own back catalog, here's one of our collective faves from our discography. Drug Bubbles was both the final document of the first phase of VDO's career (after which Matt would return to New Orleans from Dallas and initiate his solo Muz project, Doug Ferguson (R.I.P.) would turn his attentions to work on Yeti, David Fargason would join Liquid Sound Company and I'd undertake work on the first of Sound's two albums) and also represented a fundamental alteration in our usual approach, with tracks concatenated together into a dream logic pastiche from berserk live jams rather than painstakingly assembled layer by layer. Hard to know what the hell possessed us at the time (and it DOES sound possessed), but nearly 10 years after the fact, the resulting amalgam now sound like some sort of cosmic surrealist synth punk to these ears. Now there's a genre thats just waiting for someone to seize the mantle and run with it, eh?
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