the battle against disinformation.

Sometimes, in response to seismic events that leave many both gasping & grasping, some fucker has the clarity, resolution & speed to deliver a consummate critique or counter strike, expertly distilling or approximating the encounter.

Agonising, junky, old-school analogue, third world harsh noise from Brazil.

wow. no serious … wow.

blindsided.

The best surprise from last year by a Pacific gap.

I’m just here for the art & imagination.

Somebodies burnt their cylinders out over this one.

What a rapturous feast.

unrealistic survival prospects.

Guess who’s back? flush with post-infectionary zest & more real-time world-turmoil than the mind can manage – it is the wonderful Illusion of Safety.

sunken treasure.

almost missed this one, which only graced the vial very recently. a series of surprise disappointments with poor & immensely boring records from Lake at the prolusion of the 80s (The Prophet & Clevont Fitzhubert) – with shifting instrumentation & the heavy loss of Michael Gregory Jackson – has so far deterred further exploration into his eighties output (which hopefully improved?).