(Twenty Hertz)

Paul Bradley can turn a patchy day in an endless slow flow. If he hadn’t told us, I don’t think we would detect a guitar as the single source for this soul-seismic wash of heart opening music. Paul’s customary stratiform frequency design yields strange resonances, harmonic shifts and stills, clouds of dark incantations; a few droning splashes in a masterful architecture of treatments modify our sense of rectilinearity, transforming what we perceive as inanimate entities into nameless pluralities of well seasoned obfuscation. Demanding a total polishing of our ears to be fully enjoyed, “Sepulchral” is made of deliquescent matter and shows impressive routes to a cosy mental shelter; getting out of passiveness won’t be an easy task after you play it.

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