"In alphanumeric suit from the album, #6 pursues the darkest puppies down a long, ever narrowing corridor of krautrock steppers dub peeling off in layers of coruscating dub until the vinegar strokes. Chris Carter condenses and subtly pinches that sound to a slower, concise five minutes of heaving, death croak bass and silty brownian dub flux in a sort of palindromic, mirror-staring abyss arrangement."
"In alphanumeric suit from the album, #6 pursues the darkest puppies down a long, ever narrowing corridor of krautrock steppers dub peeling off in layers of coruscating dub until the vinegar strokes. Chris Carter condenses and subtly pinches that sound to a slower, concise five minutes of heaving, death croak bass and silty brownian dub flux in a sort of palindromic, mirror-staring abyss arrangement."