A trip to a transitory, imprecisely mapped musical universe, somewhere between folk, free jazz improvisation, ethno-psychedelia, drone-rock, and noise, in which amorphous sound transformations, endless tone loops and spectral drones waltz like a meandering stream through a bizarre landscape filled with rubbery strands of sonorousness, grotesque noise formations, and abrasive textures, punctuated by bubbles of toxic atmosphere, granular particle storms, demonic wormholes and ear-splitting sound eruptions. Hypnotic music between stasis and ecstasy: incomplete, impossible, unpredictable – led by the Japanese underground icon Keiji Haino.
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