A 3-inch containing a 13-minute devastating blitz on your sense of aural security by Charlie Charlie, a duo operating at the margins of our nervous health who produce their own exquisite blend of piquant musique concrete through altered recordings and cheap sources. Dramatically juxtaposed, all sounds are a bunch of incidental activities, foreign language speech, soft spots and destructive cacophonies which need no refining work to maintain their expressive uproar; it’s like being in silence, at school or in a library, and suddenly being attacked by an “acousmatic violence squad” with wrecking balls.