Bleep

Editions Mego continue their devotion to the current-tidal-wave of electronic underground scientists by allowing John Elliott of Emeralds to curate his own label of music to spring from the fevered cassette undergrowth. This is their opening assault mastered in the good hands of DnM, Berlin; a cloudy, narcotic synthzone awaits, dripping in ferrous hiss and space, lathered in the sound of circuitry gently crying. A pure hypnosis by electronics.