The scarlet testament to yet another insane musical phenomenon of the 80s, roughly unburied on the same stage where the mic was previously deposed. As the lingering noise of radios persists, blowing away the dust of the past century, a lethargic cell comes alive forty years later.
Read MoreHiding in the lush feedbacks and haunting crackles of William Basinski’s The Disintegration Loops, there are moving reflections on impermanence, nostalgia and the erosion of memories. When listening, just be prepared to abandon yourself to the flow…
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