Mark Bradley & Wereju

Epic album of drones and washes to get lost in. Of the highest bliss out calibre. Like a storm of wintry frozen delay. Beautiful beautiful noise for cloudwatching dreaming, solitude, warmth. Five of the five tracks make for one of the most lush hypnotic listening sessions I've ever experienced. First thing I'll play on my dirigblespacehsip's opium den premier voyage.

1- Airy dreamy cyclical noise from the pearly gates of the troposphere. What fripp chills out to. Can't wait to take this track and valium on a commercial airliner.
2- Thick, stretching, expansive cosmic drone. A valiant construction of shimmering layers.
3- Icy pulsating goodness. Drip induced sleepytime at the arctic space station
4- Superthick disorienting blanket of a drone winter blizzard hibernation. A full on sleepwalk through enchanted intangible ebbing and flowing waves of bliss to become consumed in.
5- A stoic, static drone for the lone winter wolf. More ominous, big time guitar feedback that never lets up. Sounds like lazers of washes shooting out of the speakers.