Looks like Yann Novak’s been reading Terence McKenna again. The latter’s remark, quoted in the title, refers to a modern age at a dead end and for whom the only sensible direction is backwards. Using highly restrained combinations of field recordings and subtle laptoppery, Novak weighs in on time, memory, context and other timey-wimey problems.
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