Great experimental music by three stalwarts of the Australian experimental music scene (well, two and one Mexican Berliner), that is completely ruined by too many painful high noises. Review scrawled for Heathen Harvest and mildly meddled with by Sage Weatherford.
"It’s not like I don’t like abstract sound clusters or expansive passages
of non-music—man, they’re some of my favourite things—and there are
lot of really wonderful sounds on this release. Unexpected clanks,
richly timbral scrapes, rising waves of frictional textures, deep
floor-warping low tones: they’re all there. But whenever the trio finds
a really awesome space, along comes this fucking high sine, like some
kind of malarial parasite, determined to burrow into my grey matter and
cause me sickness and discomfort."
Gordoa, McNab, and Myburgh - Passive Transport
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