Truly warped slab of outsider ambient/ industrial from eccentric christian doom maestro Paul Chain. I've been low level obsessed with this dude's music for about twenty-seven years now and this album might just be my favorite thing he's ever done, mostly because it makes me feel like I'm melting into the fucking floor.
Picture Tangerine Dream, Goblin, Bruce Haack, and Maurizio Bianchi teaming up to compose a soundtrack to an imaginary reboot of Cosmos that reconfigures the Carl Sagan classic into a pitch black nightmare of Lovecraftian cosmic-horror and you've got a reasonable idea of what's happening here.
