A6TB-94 by Douglas J. Needles

Given the doom barking at our bunker door from the now-cursed valley, this abyssal tome arrived as a demo in our post office box at an apt time. Douglas J. Needles hails from California, where he's managed to repurpose broken office telecommunication equipment and outdated computers, and put them to work as unorthodox tone generators and data carriers. The result is a longform void of shuddering textures that cower in the shadows of monolithic sawtooth tones, omnipresent and omniscient, only occasionally escalating their emotionless hum into a red sweep of noise and whine, scanning the landscape they now dominate.

While some of you are no doubt seeking the opposite of such an experience in these dark times, recordings that offer hope and soothing balms, it is important to remember that frustration and depression are also equal reminders of our humanity, furious and illogical and undying in the face of certain destruction. A6TB-94 offers a potent echo of all your anger and downtrodden emotions, and alleviates you of the burden of bearing those things alone. It understands, and it agrees, and after communing with and confronting these necessary aspects of ourselves, only then can we begin to truly feel comforted.

Sleep fictions, lucid maps and gnostic states. Asemic systems designed by night smokers, bedroom alchemists and oligolaliacs, for intimate applications. Est. MMXVII.

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