Now this is what the echoplex/roland space echo was invented for: dreamy pulsing layered narcotic washes of tones and sounds, dreamy and dreamy, what Eno wakes up hearing upon having a wet dream. Lush, bountiful. For fans of all things Kranky, Bowery Electric, Eno, name it. For fans of laying in the sun of a window on a cold day, of popping a left over vicodin with a beer on a Sunday afternoon on an empty stomach. This buds for you.

1) superb! All the dreaminess of anything Eno ever did, the minimalism of a Low, or Hans Otte, this is supremely narcotic lush and beautiful, tones drones and echoed vocalizations
2) blended in from previous, similar
3) it just goes on, echoey spaciness, drugged out bliss
4) a slow interesting start to this but texturally it really strikes me, good harmonic drones, the shit
5) vocalizations enter the fray again, along with the general tone of the previous
6) very minimal vocalizations, chill, builds into clangy dissonance