Hey poser forget the much-vaunted cardiovascular workout and let these masterful triumvirs ratify your brain and ears with their beyond crunked cut-up music. A heavy session of scrambled listening awaits if you are ripe for said ratification. Breath deeply.

"pfft, I figured it would be a quiet lazy afternoon in my own miserable comfort, twiddling on with my usual gobbling glob and swashable contact mics and dictahpone skree but I was wrong. When listening back, the tracks were packed dense with cut-ups and synthboggle and shredded microphonie or had been split open wide with slowed down stories from the subterranean ditches from who knows where, dripping icicles, mad locusts swarming, and nothing would really be the same: The horse laminator had been unleashed!" - Sindre Bjerga

"pfft mad locusts swarming, from who knows skree but , I figured quiet lazy where, dripping icicles, afternoon and nothing be the When split open wide listening back, same: The horse laminator had been in my own miserable comfort, twiddling down stories from the on with my usual gobbling glob and washable contact mics and unleashed!"I was wrong. s the tracks were with cut-ups and microphonie or had been synth shredded with slowed it would be a subterranean ditches would really packed dense boggle and" - Max Nordile

"Yeah, what they said!" - Theo Gowans