TWENTY SIX - This Skin is Rust

"The concept of the double album is all but lost these days. W/ CDs clocking in at 70+ minutes, its only logical that the vinyl version would have to be two discs, so naturally, there are more dull dbl-LPs now than ever. Of course, even before CDs ruined the format, it was still primarily used to cash in on something - the live LP, the career retrospective - but the dbl-LP as a non-negotiable statement of what it is", not "fill it up" those are pretty few & far between. Personally Ive always been kindve into that statement - not the vinyl equivalent - the idea that said bulk of work has to be released as is because of some sortve linear transformation within. You know what I mean? For instance, I would say the two best example s of this in the 90s have been Lake & Harsh Seventies Reality. Not far down the path - & especially for the latter 90s - would be this. Its probably safe to assume that Mr Twenty-Six has been w/in earshot of both those releases, but no matter, the vectors on this here still point back to his basement. What I particularly like about this are the long, exorbitant breaths that are taken. The banding on the vinyl would have you believe that there are many different pieces - there are - but they move inconspicuously in & outve each other, like hemp-laced tether balls floating through plumes of pigmentary smoke in some anonymous, non-gravitational netherworld. It can be downright numbing at times. And while I cannot say for sure that anything on here consciously nods in the direction of fellow Texans Jandek or Charalambides, its staying power is certainly more up to par w/ them than, say, Stars Of The Lid or any of that ambient punk clone crap currently making the rounds. Go ahead & blab all you want about the Krautrock mumblings emitted, Ill still shove it in the pile closer to the This Heat records than anything else. Now theres a band who shouldve made a dbl-LP. There arent too many names to add to that list. The list of those who shouldnt have - well now, that list is very long. And growing." - Tom Lax / Opprobrium (1995).