(Public Eyesore)

Most of the aural spectrum of this three-way subdued exchange of small noises and peripheral notes is centred around percussive attacks, electric dirt and discarded phrase fragments. Diaz-Infante, Forsyth and Scherzberg extrapolate particles of interferent yet nicely calibrated stray sounds, enjoying a leisure time made of many interrogations and few answers. While acoustic and electric guitars often nod to each other, revealing a not-so-obvious connection to the overall structure, the purring/scraping tone of Scherzberg’s alto sax is a very reliable glue to keep things under a quite strict confinement. Though certainly not solar, this music hides a lot of knots that, once untied, make our fascination with it much stronger; its solidification happens right in front of us.