WIRE Magazine

For one of his heaviest sessions in a good long while, Derek Bailey packs his electric guitar with the nastiest, most fucked-up fuzztone this side of ? And The Mysterians. Unlike Bailey's more mealy-mouthed collaborators, who bring out the steamroller in him, drummer Ingar Zach is a perfect match. He forces Bailey into some interesting corners, allowing plenty of space for the guitarist's zigzagging lines, even as he forces him over the top with some heavy snare work. The opening «Shiny Crimp» catches Bailey out, actually making sense with some almost bluesy, albeit fractured lines. When the duo finally lock together on the monstrous 17 minute «Real Flying», they rattle out harsh flurries of noise and pull off handbrake turns like gleeful joyriders, leaving smoking tyre tracks in their wake