Throughout those negociations Smog has been attained. Wether you think suave fog or cough-rendering fumes, this live recording is trying to blend the groove into a scream that permeates the improvised lines of a narrative that spans from smooth mistery to the clogged artery of a noxious highway. Part A. lulls you in, progressively raising the temperament of the instruments, building up a thick cloud of sound that settles in the beginning of part B., only to amass into a full throttled fumigated traffic jam.
