Pick your metaphors, this is a head trip.
Here goes one. The first side of this 20-minute cassette by Golden Cup neé Jooklo member Luca Massolin begins on a blue fog tundra, seagulls setting down on slow-moving drones with steel limbs fusing steel beams to glass walls, raising a tower to the great feedback loop in the sky, which looks kind of like a huge mouth and smells pretty dank.
We don't ever get to see the post-modernist smoke stack falling down in defeat. No Babeling aural destruction here. Golden Cup is a very optimistic contractor.
Golden Cup, “Madrigale Masico”
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