Frosted white cassette, Colour sleeve, 2024

Curington obliterates junk he’s pulled from the internet to create a razor-edged hall of mirrors which Yol’s rants alternately smash through and get consumed by.
Curington’s production is completely at one with Yol’s vocal performances, catapulting them into a more frenzied, harrowed place than I’ve heard them go before. The pair conjure absurdity and violence in equal measure. Channeling the ugly feelings of ugly times.

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