Euhedral's untitled cdr starts off with scramble's through the woods early late Hours , the ruffled leaves trampled on become aquatic like in rhythm AND in pace, the trascending droning light lowers...hypnotising into a strange and comforting glowing drone...sleepy locusts come and go like muted rusty helicopters buried under blankets of hums and aura's.....lost transmissions pend toward tidal collapse......... excavate it here!
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