Now just remind me, isn’t this the dandiest thing you’re hearing right this moment, not sure about you but its certainly got our sound speakers swooning amid what looks like smoky haloes of bliss kissed swirls of hazy hullinogenia. Coming at you courtesy of wrong way records, this cool cat comes courtesy of London based psychedelicists Muertos, ‘black box’ is a darkly prowling beauty swamp dragged with a primitive growl that’s cooled with the hollowing smokiness of Gallon Drunk and grooved in the lysergic haze of the black angels. Those thinking one trick ponies might well do yourselves a favour checking in on the flip ‘ballroom spritzer’ – a mesmeric mantra dragged from the shadowier side of the 60’s, hypno-grooved with a dead eyed post punk purr and seductively laced up in tensely coiled shade wearing atmospherique which had us here much recalling of those uber dudes the Clerks from a few years ago.

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