Wild de-programming/subliminal hypnosis piece from Crane aka Non-Horse aka one quarter of Woods. Commissioned as a piece that would cure cosmic dread and the ‘fear of infinity’ aka apeirophobia as part of a series of ‘hypno tapes’ that use subliminals and extreme sound to re-wire your brain, this is one of Crane’s weirdest sides, with clattering drone works for strings and assorted junk that sounds like Tony Conrad leading The Velvets through a Ludlow Street raga recorded straight to tape while mutated vocal flicker backwards, float in the distance and mutate into choirs of lonely foghorns in a way that is supremely disorientating. Dunno if I’m feeling any better about infinity afterwards, but this particular take on the concept of eternal music sure makes me feel ‘good’.