a seemingly endless array of sounds creates a warm density that is hallucinatory but never stifling. sean gadoury and scott johnson present listeners with repetitions to be traced and premonitions to be construed before the whirlwind vanishes into the low fidelity haze. bass, voice and occasional rhythms congeal with vibrating electronics to guide one inward.

fadeaway tapes

Scattered notes, fragmented, circulate around this auditory eddy. Amidst the sooty turbid sounds, a repetitive astral lariat presents itself, at first close and then far off, pulling itself in towards the listeners and then drifting away again.

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