“Like a glassy larval eel sliding out of the Bay Area comes the garbled tape mangler Loachfillet, master of memory evaporation, woozy electronics & heavy thought digestion. This one time member of Pod Blotz, Diatric Puds & The Blobbettes, Mummers (Etpe) and Pigs In The Ground now blasts out beyond crude deflation techniques into giddy tonal flow, rebirthing musique snobbery onto a grimy cave floor. This disk will leave all you dweebs weeping like salesmen at an earlobe seminar. Starts off on a west coast wild weirdy vibe then ends on a tribes folk suspended above the listener in aquatic globs of transparent jelly style. A glazed eyed chicken tickler with enough avant-huff for the most adventurous listener.” – Dylan Nyoukis.