With a cradle in one hand and a taser in the other, that is how Walrus
Prison delivers her X-Mas gifts unto you. Leftover MP3 compression and
faux-music are assaulted and haunted by blasts of sparkling noise.
Saccharine zones of fun are inverted into ugly washes of hard sludge.
Its like a strip mall where every other store is replaced with a fire
that never goes out, or if the government replaced a puking dog with a
birthday cake. In keeping with the tradition of James Amoeba recordings
begun in 2001, this release was made using sound as a raw material for
digital manipulation, exploring the infinite variety of noises that
computers are capable of churning out. Those sounds have been
organized, atomized, and injected with freeze-dried Chinese folk
instrumentals, bagpipes, Starcraft sound effects and ominous
atmospherics. -iynges recordings