Blanketed by melody

Closing skies want to
wear autumn's clothes. Aurora
will wait for next time.

Pixieguts has listened to a lot of Adrian Carter over the years. Their joint tracks, for instance Black River, feature hazy vocals evoking the edge of consciousness. Right now that is the wrong mood to be tapping into, much as I'd love to be on the river punting. This track jumped out, seized my ears, and won't let go. It's an epic bleepfest from 2006, just right for late summer productivity.

Adrian Carter: Abattoir Saws