The albums drifts along in a heavy dense hazy all of its own making often giving the feeling of been very stoned wondering through Indian temples, early mourning markets and cites of an awakening Indian or Asian city. Going from electro drone texturing  bobbing with muffled and chartered voices/ ethic field  recordings or slurred gamelan tone.  To ethic tinged and hypnotic beat work-outs ingwith gong, flute and cow bell trails. Think a more wayward and psychedelic take on ethno ambience and mellowed electronica and you’ll get close to what The Silverman is doing here

Heady, mysterious and psychedelic Blank for your own message takes you on a magic carpet ride towards the eastern sunrise.