Smells Like Records

A jump-cut noise blowout, which settles into a clanging, exploratory groove, followed by a languid, cymbal-punctuated meander, and a minimal, spatial coda.

A sustained burst of tonal improv, with the ubiquitous Jim O’Rourke on hand, which pulsate with ionic radio wave-bursts, trumpet bleats and near-ambient drifts.