No kidding: it takes a while to figure it out (even vaguely), but once you do there’s probably little music that will make you (as in ‘persuade you to be’) as happy to hear as what Max Tundra’s put together here. It’s definitely chaotic, but not unsettlingly so, and perhaps that’s exactly what’s so gripping about this albumit often seems so natural. Impossible to pigeonhole or categorize (electronica? experimental? it seems pointless), this one’s sure to keep you thinking and guessing.
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Andrew Womack