Label: Magical Garage Taste
I saw Alien this past summer for the first time at the behest of a friend of mine, who attempted to convince me to watch it for months on end – obviously, through a positioning of circumstances, my viewing of it for the first time finally came to fruition with a couple other friends of mine. Alien was a film I had always heard and knew about, but never delved in to. There’s the infamous stomach burst scene, sure, and a couple other lines but what stuck with me the most was the hum of the Nostromo – the ship the doomed crew was on. Throughout the film, it’s always there – emotionless, yet supplementing… no, amplifying the paranoia and isolation they’re all experiencing.¬†Millas / Tautaval takes me back to the Nostromo with its analog synthesizers and drones. The mild discomfort I felt during the film (akin to a pea under the mattress) comes back when I listen to this. An unsettling album, if I do say so (or write, in this case) myself. Listen¬†Millas / Tautaval below via the Bandcamp player and see what you think of it. Cheers!
Hand-duplicated in real time on type I normal bias tape.
- Maybe Buy
- Not My Style
- Too Expensive