"Jeff Surak again with Tomorrow Belongs To Me. This noisy monster can enter your home in CD form and arrives with an injunction that it must be played “loud without interruption”. This means you need to set aside at least an hour of your time to comply with this mandatory directive. The main event is a 30-minute bruiser called ‘Teaspoon of a Blackhole’, a pretty remorseless and single-minded assault that promises plenty chaos and fireworks. But it coheres, much like an alloy of metal junk and debris, by virtue of the steady pulsebeat provided by Surak’s wayward drum machines, one of the many tools used to realise this unstoppable vision of enjoyable mayhem. Unlike some all-out repello-noise makers who strive to suck in all the oxygen with their pummelling harshness, Surak still manages to make an approachable and even accessible racket, with plenty of physical handles and brass rings for those who are brave enough to jump on. After that black chugger, comes the mysterious beauty of ‘Kompot Kompromat’. Listen a dozen times and you’ll still never figure out how he’s wreaking these uncanny mutations, summoning an alien trumpet fugue from the distant past. Plus there’s still 15 mins of ‘Face Forward To Oblivion’ to those who still have an appetite for more pessimistic tones and bleak outlooks, bubbling like an evil oily swamp of black tar noise. Besides drum machines and electronic devices, the musician also used an electric toothbrush and a certain brand of European cigar in the realisation of this tape. As to the toothbrush, see above remark about the humidifier. Appliances have a mind of their own, and you need the willpower of a stern eagle to control them to do your bidding. Surak is that eagle." ~ Ed Pinsent, The Sound Projector
