Nothing could be finer than to be in Carolina...with a shimmering heap of home made percussion and a tall cool glass of squelchy tonal blur on the rocks. As promised, the South has risen again and seceded from the corporeal into the astral under the banner of ANAKRID. This SC-based trio forges with a metaphysical trigonometry, looking deep into the bowels of the ancient, long-form, experimental God-head, and yet turning in a full sixteen compositions, dumping the old skool “one drone per side” rule. The expansive anatomy of Rapture of the Deep becomes a feverishly writhing, shifting, irresistible and sexy NILF (Noise I’d Like To Fuck). And who doesn’t like to get it on when the moon is cascading in and throwing shapes that look like free jazz, while the air is hot with the stench of NWW and the cicadas are buzzing like old SPK? Limited edition pressing of 350 numbered copies.