Generic bring some much-needed cheer to the office on this day where we all had to start at 3am with Torture. I have to get flown in from Waikiki every day so an early start barely makes it worth my while to be perfectly honest with you. At least I've got some dark ambient business to paper over the cracks in my life crumble. This sounds like being trapped in Dracula's clock - dark soundscapes combine with distant industrial clanks offering a rhythm that makes you feel like you're stuck in the bowels of some sort of terrible machine. Maybe like Phil's washing machine at the weekend after his little daughter had puked their entire house up, bless her. Don't let the dodgy artwork put you off, this is good stuff and a fair bit more accessible than this sort of thing often is.
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