Oh, well, well, well. Where did this come from?

This one is dark. As dark as they come. With bright glades in it.

It was created on a sunken submarine during polar winter. Coffee was almost out and we were walking on our bare knees. At least we had enough electricity to keep those funky emergency lights lit and have our recording equipment working. The solid body of the ship was making a great reverb which you can hear all over this record. Also our man at the radar was picking up t. v. signals at seemingly random times. Which, as our stay 'downstairs' (as we called it) increased in length, became more end more unreal and we were wondering whether those were real signals from the upstairs world or if some entity was producing them just for us,

Pretty Bleak, uh?

(But this merely documents the first part of our stay. In the second part transformation was taking place (but thats a-whole-nother story))