Another
tumble dryer of found sound and radio shack effects units, fused
together like trees from the shores of pre-cambrian oceans to form what
they now call diamonds, and we unpopular sound lovers call, a
Minoy/Zannoy cassette.
This
Monochrome Melodrama of life starts off with a crescendo of vacuum tube
vacuousness spiralling in a vortex of effects units and black noise.
Which, in a back to front kind of way, tails off into a flock of
electronic Starlings gliding home to roost in the electricity pylons
carrying the output of an outmoded Nuclear power plant.
There’s
something strictly Ante-deluvian about the work of these two
characters(Minoy and Hoffman), an ever present feeling of impending
doom; like there’s something shadowy just beyond your peripheral
vision.......waiting.
Waiting for
what, is up to the interpretation of the listener; but as long as you
are in a reasonably sound psychological state, one can reach a momentary
plateau when all paranoia is cleansed,and life is normal again.But
don’t let that fool ya, the Government IS lying to you!
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