Quiet, flowing, rivers of murky low-fi atmospheric haze, with deep, distant, sub-bass pulses that seem to come from underground. Waves of shortwave noise roll up to the listeners feet like water on the shore. Introspective movements to get lost in. Repetitious, hypnotic sequences transmitted from an ethereal universe. All-pervading, and infinitely elastic. Widescreen glimpses into seven perpetually moving soundscapes that have no beginnings or ends. Epic patterns... rolling until the end of time. Lost souls wandering in a dense audio-fog. These are archival analog recordings made in Detroit (1996), and seem to be somehow affiliated with the 'deepchord brotherhood' (recorded by/produced by DC), however... the actual artist here is not completely clear.