This beautifully bleak, droning dark ambient gets more engaging and soul-sucking with each listen. Utter apocalyptic bliss, possibly the best release from Inam Records so far. Subtle washes of synth seek out the grandeur of the unknown
RIYL euphoria, feeling a fragmented sense of self, the hypothetical lovechild of William Basinski and Lustmord

1. (3:08) Dark, blurry refridgerator transmissions, loops of fuzz wander and dissipate
2. (5:33) a dryer humming and whirring somewhere in a distant corner of your mind, cyclical eternity in all its blissful hopelessness
3. (3:23) Deep throbbing bass pulses, chill machine hums, space helicopter transmissions
4. (4:45)** Gradual crescendo of fuzz and glacial ambient darkness
5. (4:35)* Whale songs broadcast from a space station, stark throbs of noise
6. (5:34) Gently unfolding, grandiose soundscapes, music for hallucinating in an abandoned cathedral
7. (3:30)*** Low grating refridgerator hum, whirring helicopter engines, nuclear chainsaws, gallons of fuzz and feedback—all remarkably restrained and poignant.