“Bridges” is made of resonance, strange invading frequencies and semi-sparkling, fetching hypnotic daydreams. Its 37 minutes are enough to daze you, stuck in front of your monitors trying to figure out why you left that transistor radio on in the other room; of course, there’s nothing except your personal aural mirages. The sound never becomes daunting, tending instead to deactivate most of your defenses even when maintaining a light touch of venom, just adding to the overall subtlety. Earle’s underspoken electronics, Sussmann’s zinging pinches and Guthrie’s use of abnormalities in his self-made world of percussives take no heed of conventions: they stamp their feet deeply in the ground thanks to this stunning murmur of radioactive quagmires that will be repeatedly enjoyed by every electro-static lover.