Dewastujące ambient-basowe struktury na niepokornym labelu. Uwaga na A2 z wibrującym telefonem, „kościelnym” padem i pociętymi wokalami. Grind-illbientowe B jest jak najlepsze momenty Micka Harrisa.
Words from Ransom Note...
Undivided, unified, the overwhelming sense of oneness. Feeling and experiencing this was her strongest desire since the departure, a deep longing. Walking back to base, she knew this had been obtained, it was clear and ran through her like water. Though she did not feel complete, she did not feel intergrated or a part of the whole, as it were. The collective 'one' disected, distributed and proliferated without her. Did she feel spaciousness or emptiness?