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"In typical Ferraro style this record plays through as two meandering sides, despite being marked as three tracks, cruising through new age synth blurs and shopping mall loops like a valium-dosed Marty McFly on a hover board clutching a new Klaus Schulze album and supping noxious slushies. A drifting cluster of synth drones holds the first half of the A-side before ferric submerged MoR rock seeps under the surface and keeps our heads pinned under. On the other side drums frolic from a shiny silver boombox on the edge of a late 80s porn set, keeping the mood uptempo yet fucking creepy while stray edits blow around the surface like a fluffer's chamois cloth, brushing against the surface of the record and dirtying the already orgiastic axework. Alternatively this could be the soundtrack to an endless infomercial for some patented butt-toner, either way we're glued to the spectacle. Awesome."
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