An extended treatment of the Fibroma split EP's closing track. Arezzo's soundscape is dense, demanding and restless: an almost static loop that's constantly shifting in place, flangered and phaser-treated as it turns inward. Closer to Yellow Swans than William Basinski. Mastered while suffering excessive sleep deprivation. Record & play it on cassette for enhanced romanticism. Tell a friend (or an enemy).
“a seemingly bottomless labyrinth of dark ambient, drone, (…) the higher spheres are filled in with the flashes of angels and demons at times.” – Recent Music Heroes