Downcast and hollowly knocking D.I.Y. post punk experimentation with a really mysterious x-factor about it from the waning days of Germany's Neue Deutsche Welle scene. Like their latter day NDW contemporaries in Poison Dwarfs, this crew take a claustrophobic and vivisected approach to the syntax of rock; one that lands them somewhere between The Swell Maps at the end of their avant tether and Australia's Laughing Hands at the most insular point of theirs.
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Great stuff! More cassette weirdness from the zone.
ReplyDeleteIt sounds like something I could have heard on FRGK at 2am while I was struggling to stay awake.