"American sound diarist and crafty composer Buffington serves up an assemblage of scraps and bits recorded in Pennsyltucky, London, Reykjavik and elsewhere. Far from a shuffling xerox of sound blame we get a most “meaty” yet “crispy” audio document that may take you from a poor stand-up comedy show to some whistling by a waterfall in Gufufoss, not to mention some looped Britten head scratch and log book scribble. If that doesn't float yr fancy how about an entire track assembled and featuring English avant sound old head Rod Summers? Migrate the bingo hall and bring yr soup bowl. " - Chocolate Monk description