Cruising through at around 60mins, this set stumbles, plunges and rises through a hissing swarm of delays and bruk-up rhythms, in undeniable BAT style.
The signifiers of dub, techno and low-slung rhythms are hacked and chopped with improvised beats and mangled machine fuckery, fusing with live & direct concrete ambience recorded straight through a microphone into this mad little 4 track tape machine clone thing that he uses, amongst a gang of his ‘best available’, to make up the final signal chain.
Limited to 60 copies.
No digital.
Orange tape, green case.
Printed onbody, and printed inlays.
Illustration by Cecilia Palmer