Indeed

Absolutely brilliantly composed and performed. And that's just the first track, and it continues to assail your senses with well balanced and fused mixtures of genres. Nice dynamism and energy. The third track brings in voice samples with a sound backing worth speaking of. Somewhat reminiscent of Dub Syndicate in places. Somewhat reminiscent of The 462nd Zinnias in most others. I like to see a bit of individual flair and also a recognition of times perhaps long past, but never forgotten. Otherwise we get lost in the haze, remember Misty In Roots? Brilliant live, back when I was a teenager.

Novaya Zemlya reminds me of a completely different artist, with a similar name. Totally different air to this track as to the previous, still well nice. The following track keeps the atmosphere. Yoda in a Half-pipe has a lovely bass feel and movement. Then a flow of voice samples like a pause in the mind of a schizophrenic, develops into a gorgeous rolling track of musical wonder, with a profound message to all. War never changes, just allies and places move about. Tragic indeed.

Un Kebab Sur l'Echancrure is exquisitely beyond my comprehension in an obvious way but the feel of the track is so strong it cannot be wrong to like. Well spirited. The following track nicely paced and spaced. It's all good stuff with so much diversity it's hard to keep up, with the mixtures and blends. ICBMS Over my House is something that has to be said, while people in the world still have to look overhead. Such things are still VR training schemes and the accountability is distanced to soothe bad conscience, if they could even spell it let alone assimilate it.

Which brings us to the Obvious One can Obey, and there is only one obvious one answerable too and that's the truth. The innocent voice attests to that. Life need not be needless. Again another track of lovely blending and very positive, it is an assertion. Hairy Road Rash a grand mishmash. Skipping to the boom-boom-bass. And there's nothing like a V12. And there's the rub, as Shakespeare would have it. It's the V12 that leads to the bombs. Sad but true. Think about that black gold next time you are racing round town with the bo(b)ming system.