7" with postcard. Edition of 30.
Heads!! A low-flying Genghis Cohn dischargin seven inches of psychic seagull-shit on an unsuspecting ANA... and us. Listening to this for the first time a short while ago its noisy impudent scum-concrète did my head in, as it was surely intended to, but NOW those very same thorny, mind-scab-picking sound-collages / wind-ups come over like something close to pop music. Amazing how your sensitivities adjust when you've spent four (five?) weeks of staring down the barrel of absolutely-fuck-all.
It's the perfect marriage of form and content - you don't need more than nine minutes of it, and probably the world doesn't need more than 30 copies. What makes it a record that at least another 10 creeps will be paying stupid money for 20 years hence is the slouchy, listless, soiled-tracksuit trip-slop of ‘Snow Fun’. Substitute “normal life” for “snow” in the lyrics and this song (is it a song?) comes closest to describing our Current Predicament than anything else I’ve yet heard...the sound of pure DEFLATION like. More accurately it makes me feel like i’ve just emerged from a six-week coma with no idea what coronavirus is and am trying to figure out whether people are actually are crossing the road to avoid me or I'm imagining it. Typical of Geng to hide this prrrrrrp of genius where no one's gonna see it. What an absolute SPOLE MUMP.
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