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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