Unwholesome Associates

THE HOUSE HAS FORGOTTEN ITS ANGLES. Claw Of Midnight — crooked alter-ego of Rhode Island psychedelic dungeon-synth legend Old Moth Dreams — returns with twelve phosphorescent abnormalities assembled cadavre-exquis-style from one long, finely smoked improvisational séance. Minimal post-production. Maximum organism. Absolute freedom. ORGASMIC CHAOS. Analog keyboards purr against kalimba droplets. Magnus organ exhales velvet ectoplasm. Toy guitar, ukulele, bass, melodica and assorted little miracles crawl over each other / under each other / inside each other until instrumentation becomes irrelevant and everything melts into one enormous lubricated sound-world. Dungeon synth gone bad. Doom/stoner metal eating glowing mushrooms behind the cemetery. 1973 arthouse horror soundtracks copulating with dark prog. Noise in the wallpaper. Occult psych in the bloodstream. Opiated synthwave drowning beautifully in a bathtub of violet milk.