Empath-'Crystal Reality.' (Self-Titled)

Many faces on this flowering observation that whispers agressively for medical attention at night under soft blankets, and sheets, instant spirits appear from vulgar coloring books with brown oil paper cuts, and stains from the humble covers.

Symptom based cargo carried by mother with missing fingers from cave dwelling, still manages to point out ahead of her this crystal with an infinite amount of sides all reflecting vertebrate challenges to the whereabouts of sudden formal contact, and quite abandonment.

'Crystal Reality', is a release (EP) currently featuring two tracks from the imbodyment of liberation at first hand... Empath is in the very midst of something incredible... Stay in touch.

https://empathx.bandcamp.com/releases

Lumen Lab-'They Are Killing Us.' (Aagoo-087)

Body of work mulled over by sabatical ancestory with laughing blade between parental blade, hotel feedback with broken delay in partial bathtub gin, bricktops with calculated throw, and length leaning chemical unbalanced spilling small amounts of premeditated change, and limbs across cold grey pavement.

'They Are Killing Us' is a release fixed with thick cardboard cost, but unfrustrated as most sources tend to get when creating such an involved piece consisting of Sistine chaple chapped mouth... Lumen Lab are entirely aware of the pregnancy cycles in which we put art into the world around us, changing the course, and its current mode...

http://aagoo.com/

Ichtyor Tides-'Triage.' (Oxtail Records-007)

Burning bordeom in cotton seams, frozen maturety leaves behind plenty of memories to fall back on later in life... In transit to a ludacris chainsaw budget that is perplexing in radium diet starved of the Earth, the sound of boiling oil gets old when youve been kidnapped inside a rotating shoulder blade for nine months.

Hurried rose falls over dripping with captured money from mid life crisis diner in the middle of brass/bronze waiting room. Foriegn mirror hangs on solid silver hooks in dry hallway where you portrait yourself in constant, and in comparisson to odd roadside projects unable to talk, only stand silently with eyes worn out from interface brutality...

https://oxtailrecordings.bandcamp.com/album/triage

Softest-'Six Wishes.' (Inner Islands)

Used nightmare translates to some random hero sleeping under tall willow tree with a very impressed infant figure watching toes stretch forward, chest pumps dawn pixels into the mature polar opposites with concrete passion ticking like a frustrated clock laying tipped over face down in puddle of clear blue water.

Sofest presents 'Six Wishes', a record stapled to the branches of life lifted from high noon storms, and well into the soft night. Like its sharp teeth, the skies are clear white with heroic noise... This release is endless as well as physical, as you breathlessly dance with its jewels, and skeleton in the most common of places, simply look around.

https://innerislands.bandcamp.com/album/six-wishes

Channelers-'Essex.' (Inner Islands)

Spirit icebox with broken heart off shore pink tint waters gathered around feet, portions of body lay silent in teal blue window outside telephone skull aches, and rings loudly, answering a voice stern with conteplations on how to bury a composistion with steady powder aim attached to crooked cross in basement yard.

Odd numbered generation inherits bleeding conscience with settlers in dream with wet feathers in daydream candle light, and safe in the pockets of an escapists, running through golden sand in precious night that is reality...

'Essex' stems from radioactive meditation nearly perfected with thirty second flash visuals with a landscape all nonviolent as some can be, and should be, it invites you in with folded arms, legs crossed, and with an open heart. The Channelers... Allowing the name, this name, to say it all just as it does on this very release.

https://innerislands.bandcamp.com/album/essex

Unur-'No Human Self.' (Modern Tapes-011)

Wheeping glass eye hums perfectly disturbing melody after melody while under silver blood, capsuel of proverb loose, and in order confused with oriental plate, comes across as being defined with sunset shapes nervous, and delicate.

Shoes hanging from dead banjo heart watching string tick, as well as vibrate in casket with eye peeled singing...

Velcroe tied around interested neck, Unurs-'No Human Self' dizzies the rain fall below, size, and pain only similar here. You hear floating nails click together then dissapear, still vacant as it expierences itself in preterminal laughter while in thin air.

https://moderntapes.bandcamp.com/album/no-human-self

Purple Pilgrims-'Eternal Delight.' (Not Not Fun Records)

Malfunction fuel purse filled, and forming around bus station with distorted diamond lament. Sunshine dime store for fools with curious angel depression weighing them down town.

Perfection inside grotto swimming pool shining where scars float above lonely chemicals spinning superstar infernos with bum knee tapping against carnivor showcase...

Anthems with legs spreading siren laughter enough to attract serial marketers with their sharp pens, signature heavy with membrane, deck of cards pulls an ace with a jokers face.

Purple Pilgrims ' Etetnal Delight' is a thousand years blue scrapping inch upon inch from, and with the telephone skull, collecting African glass which forms in stabble furniture stores all cross this disturbing Vega that is immortal...

https://midheaven.com/item/eternal-delight-by-purple-pilgrims#.VtS4bSkflpk