Me, marching band nerd circa 1995: I have these memories of listening to bootleg Pumpkins rarities tapes on buses back from high school field shows, these plaintive, stripped-down covers of Thin Lizzy and Depeche Mode and Fleetwood Mac outlining an intimate kind of sound I wouldn't back into for decades.
There's something about this compilation that reminds me of listening to those tapes. Something about the way the glacial, detached pulse also sounds...warm, as close as bedroom indie mutterings.
Wanderingly experimental, all krauty minimalism and fuzzy analog pulses, the flashes of guitar bent into strange angles. Almost everything here's made by machines, but you can tell that those machines were guided by people, each with the passion to make something beautiful and strange 4/5
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