“Haunted Dan, what a weirdo. One grey afternoon on a heavy porch session of jammin 45's and killin tall boys, High Def Haunted Dan pulls a tape outta the couch and says:
"Shit- Forgot about this one: Couple days ago when I thought I was feeling better after a heavy flu period, late at night after watching the entire first session of DAMAGES, it was four in the morn and I tried jammin solo sax while listening to Queen's soundtrack to Flash Gordon on headphones. It turned out super weird...its only one side, so pass it along to that Invasion Status dude next time you see him in Farwell to bust the other side..."
So I jammed the tape, you cant hear the Flash Gordon creepin through, or can you hear Khrust telling him to STOP and throwing a months worth of Jimmy Johns wrappers at him, but its totally weirdo flu-infect reed lonely sprawl howl....amazing. ..late night, reeds, alone, sick...damages. ..weird. The Invasion Status side has more diff reeds creeping thru but fuck, who can tell...a flowing miasma of acoustic reed feedblack spare shriek.... strange and creeping. I asked that dude to do a gig but he says he only plays for insects, cats and passing cars. Whatever dude, just asking...Color Covers. Numbered edition of 30.” – John Olson.

Compilation featuring unreleased tracks from Connelly & The Machines, Body Morph, Hive Mind, Dog Lady and Drainolith: “So the other day, me and my lab buddy supreme Scott were knee f'in deep in trying to find out if a huge craggly motor was delta or wye three phase connected, and needless to say, was NOT having luck. It was a one of them RAW bologna built motors that has wire numbers, but its pointless cause its all on its own weirdo system. Whatever. So as usual, we shot the shit.
"What’s up this weekend man?"
"Not much, got a killer afternoon gig at the spot on Sunday...."
"What’s a gig?"
"Ah.... I’m having some of my weirdo friends over to make ah.... music...."
"You make music?"
"Sure"
"Would you ever play a 'gig' for the troops?"
"We should get black to that motor...I think I know the lead wires now..."
"Well, I can’t come over, I gotta fix my tires on my hunting jeep, but you know what would rule Olson?"
"What’s that?"
"If you would press that jammer on wax, mix all the tracks together into one inzane mess and sent it to Smith out west to press...."
"Man, you might be on to something"
"Make it one long one-sider with a lock groove, I mean shit...that’s how I remember gigs anyway.... and just use a flyer for the cover!!!"
"My man!!!"
So I took Scott's advice. Took the killer matinee jam, got out the scalpel, mixed everything together seamless inzane style, book ended it with an EVIL Hive Mind loop and boosh!!!! Pressed gig memory!!!! So it's just like a gig, except you don’t have KNOX MITCHELL's dad dropping you off or Collino spilling brews everywhere or your secret recipe INZANE CHILLI remains burning up in the bottoms of an empty crock pot. Oddly, not a peep of crew-audience noise to be found. Dog Lady played acoustic string scrape, Dan Body jammed reed universe from the uneven side (and then BLASTED Disclose and Firmeza 10 in the jamm room), Drainolith is my main man Alex K from Montreal and kept it uber real with amazing synth scramble, live from yep, THE BASEMENT. Greh said he did a cover of THE SHINING but I’ve never seen that mini-series. Dead Machines and Connelly jammed magical pixie flutes, infected metal scrape and vocals from an eerie afternoon lagoon. Like an endless gig, ...you gotta SIT THRU THE WHOLE THING...in one inzane memory blurr surpreme.... Record ends with an EVIL Hive Mind lock groover, endless...party. ... forever.... Was a blast, more of this style to come. And BYOB!!! There are three party stores right in the hood, duh!!! 2pm SHARP!!!> Edition of 100 in handmade recycled sleeves, numbered.” – John Olson.