This record represents us using the medium and technology available in the spirit of the early days. Back then we were recording on four track tape machines and made things just to make things. It sounded amazing to our ears because we couldn’t believe we pulled it off. These days, the digital approach makes it much easier to record. Almost anyone can do it, and they do. There has arisen this notion of industry standards that harnesses all of this creation into commodified products. Venues for art and music have been co-opted by bloggers, booking agents and event organizers. Records are pressed in limited edition to create market value among record collectors. The digital age has allowed music and art to be liberated from the consumer class institutions. There is no need to focus on these standards and we do not want to make objects to simply be collected. We made these recordings the only way we could. Our techniques do not lend themselves to the standard practices. The results are interesting in their own right. We are going somewhere else. We are doing something else. What we do has it’s birth in history and it’s future is uncertain. There is no need for us to serve the ascendant middlemen in their seats of power. The head that wears the crown can go and fuck itself. We are doing what we do with everything we have got. We are the living gospel of John the Baptist. We are in paradise right now, in spite and because of everything. It’s rough stuff and we love it.