Each track is built around sour and seething electronics and vocal discharge/drama, flecked with twisted psychotic  psychedelic air. It feels like dragging ones self though vast building clouds of electrified fog, with a demented  oriental demon’s calls/sounds  coming from every Connor. It has none of the sleek acid tinged sci-fi scapes of KK Null’s solo work, this is blurring & smouldering  noise scapes of the highest grade, bouncing in it’s very being with sleazy undercurrents. Keiji Haino only utilising guitar on tow of the  five tracks here , his guitar work as usual- the  broken and abused cousins of the  blues with funky bloody  fringes. When not his guitar he mixes in his own coarse electronics to KK  Nulls over boiling and plainly sinister electro shocks, and off beat percussive charring.

A scalding  and demented cross breed from tow of experimental music most fired up oriental brains. All packed in a nice letter pressed black card fold out sleeve and only ltd to a 1000, so really if you fan of either man's work or just enjoy tripped out noise madness- go get.