Persson on modular synth and Noyes with inputloop sampler set up a clean-even-when-it's-dirty-sounding assemblage of tone and texture. Using unpredictable feedback systems and trying to wrangle them into cohesion, these two improvisors construct an intriguing sonic map full of unexpected inclusions and seemingly vast stretches of calm. The sounds themselves are fascinating: radionic hisses, full throated sub-bass bombs, organ chords and squiggly somethings approach from afar or suddenly pop in to say howdy. Change is fairly constant, even during apparent stasis, and old timey timbres sidle up to gearhead futuro flux.

The occasional almost piercing high-end tones make for a reset and clear sout the space, like a palm-sweep over a palimpsest. Is that a bendy straw, or a Geiger counter supplanted by distortion and electronic wind? Gunshots from a mangled tape? A tone-sifter employed judiciously, yes. Ours is not to ponder what, but to dog-paddle and keep our head up, the better to hear. Making live music with an inherently unstable system seems like a ton of fun, and though one might affix the term "clinical" to these flights, to me they feel like an exercise in glee. I can almost see them smiling as they wrangle their disobedient machines.

As an aside, I'd like to mention that I've played in the studio where this music was recorded, Elementstudion in Gothenburg Sweden, and so I have a nagging mental picture of the space. I'm not sure exactly how this colors the experience of listening for me, but I'm sure it does.