About Album
This was Lid Emba’s 3rd release, and the 1st installment in the color-coded Terminal Muse trilogy, a three EP dedication to the chronic and sometimes fatal condition of having to create art for affirmation. I was very ill when I arrived at this defeatist epiphany. I got better.
I believe Lid Emba really starting coming into its own on this release. More fearless. More convoluted. More melodically developed.
The inner sleeve of the CD includes the following dedication, which remains true to my scarred heart:
‘Thanks to all the malignancies, motherfuckers, and forces of corruption and demoralization – some culpable, others clueless – that contributed to making this construction possible.’
– Sean Moore
Hearsay:
“Adventurous listeners will find much to love here.” – Ohmpark
“The five tracks of dark psychedelic noise on this album are a towering testament to the healing power of efx abuse and truly peculiar ideas about juxtaposing certain sounds and patterns in eccentric methods.” – The one true dead angel
“As abstract as the tracks get, the music has a very organic feel. This isn’t random improvisation – it’s far too tight and it’s melodic figures too deliberate to be ‘happy accidents.’ The perfect soundtrack to a downtown drive on a hot summer’s night in a sinister mood – trouble awaits!” – Pushed Buttons Burning In
“Quite a furious little fucker and a very fine release. Earcleaning time.” – Vital Weekly
“The tracks scream and rake away at your eardrums, creating soundscapes like urban wastelands, full of unpleasant pitfalls, yet nicer to have outside your back door than a rubbish dump.” – Subba Cultcha
“If you’re tempted, be prepared for this circa-26 minute instrumental extravaganza: a factory-fueled splash of concrete sounds, where the abrasive texture is as important as any conventionally understandable rhythm or melody.” – Sea of Tranquility