I mean hey, consider me down with improvised plain ol echoey-harp layerings that occasionally metamorphose into reverse-zip electro-manipulations and bleary conceptual works as much as the next guy -- but this is some of the most languorous music to ever un-grace my ears with its presence. Pretty and dreamlike collaging, sure, but also longwinded, ponderous, and hypnagogic to the point of frustration through-n-through. Always be wary of the impromptu visionary.
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