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Exai

Across Exai's two hours Sean Booth and Rob Brown’s eulogy to dying machines clanks and pounds like the engine room of a coal-powered ocean liner. Alien sounds emerge through smoke in fleeting clarity, then dissolve back into ether. It takes concentration to peer through the miasma, to gradually make out shapes and sounds and grow slightly more accustomed to Exai’s peculiar landscape without bumping into things. It’s an album that demands, and rewards, the attentive listener. 2 x cd, each packed in its own printed cd wallet. Housed in a rigid slipcase wrapped in Cairn Eco Kraft stock with clear foil block to front.