Posterior Vitreous Detachment
(Nyahh) 2xCD $16.75
"Beyond timing, past masterfully braided timbres, the six sides and 128 minutes of Posterior Vitreous Detachment aren’t just gorgeous musically, they are the lost sound library of Alexandria itself, an indefatigable degustation, squirming sushi along an undulating conveyor one glutting morsel climbing onto another, the eaten eating, a rising gorge of nascent hunger so that somehow there is room for all of it. S*Glass sustains 20-minute tracks without once tiring or sating or abusing the supple insides of the listener. Restraint is his secret. The admission of sampled speech sets the leg spasming at the phantom itch of language context. But it’s gone just as quickly, mind’s fading laugh, oh, then back again! And gone. This music is pieced together from silent scavengery. Found objects fleeing a burning field, spotted with a falcon’s eye, neatly picked off and tucked into their place, adorning a monstrous nest. There are scenes here we’ll never see for all the choking smoke. Search your thoughts as you listen and you’ll find you simply aren’t there. This is demonic music, a hologram in sound and sense, the parergon unseen, flushing us out. Beyond sensory immersion there are conceptual analogs to all these tracks as wide in sweep as the sound and timbres are deep in fathom. You’ll feel but never know them. Look into the face of this incalculable dimension, hope it returns a glance, trying your best for neoteny so it won’t snap, or, worse, ignore you. Hope the world keeps communicating its dimension, keeps probing you through the epidermal veil, hope for a buzzing plane above, distant screams of strangers behind, unstartable motors, raving expectorations, yes, tuneless ragtime against a church-steeple carillon, ache for a rusted car door, radio sizzle, diving-board rebound, stammering phonemes. What does it want? What is wanting?" —pHarmar Histamine
See and hear "See You 'round the Internment Camp" here: https://youtu.be/sMqmOIL18z4?si=yVN2dDUl344CSY45