Don't fret, the wait is no more. Three lengthy dream-biscuits to tickle your brainpan and trickle down your ear hole. Mad savant songs to paddle down the river with, on your way to El Dorado with DOS PC under your arm and your hat pitch shifting its way across the emerald green plains. Sprawling and deeply psychedelic drone slow-burners sprinkled with lurid sample-based compositions and screwed speech.
$5 + postage, very limited run, order now to negate disappointment.
ACAPULCO BOATMEN - GUESTHOUSE OF TOWERING REEDS by EMERALD CABAL
