Trippy and ghoulish soundscapes thrust me back to recurrent childhood nightmares on Andrew Liles' An Un World. Am I turning into some HipHop-infused, 21st Century gothic weirdo? I remember ten years ago, all this ambient shit was detestable to me, but now it's almost soothing. Though, it's not in some self-mutilation blues kinda way, just that the transmissions from other dimensions is so tasty to me now.
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