Debut outing from the alchemically co-ed Machine Goddess and Xelalex. Outcasters who run with the 6majik9 horde. Now in graven heads and sparkling thoughts they come to this, sounds assembled and laid in brutal rows like toxic flowers or apache drift, heavy space, alien folk through broken windows, chrome drones ascending upon mind scones and bones. “A reflective, meditative, raw impression of our cosmic lives... Unplanned, flawed and eternally surprising... The past, present and the future swirling endlessly within all our minds eye...."