Liz Allbee's second full length solo unwinds a cozily misanthropic sonic cloth with hidden barbs sure to draw blood. Each track treads further into unnerving terrain: sonar-pings dizzy the ears, unknown nursery rhymes warble from an abandoned tongue, and a blur of wings beating in phase consumes all perception until
a flat drum summons resplendent horns. Allbee's balance of melody and madness is not to be missed.
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