This haunting and deeply narcotic work of post-industrial synthesizer music – the late Nocturnal Emissions co-founder's only published solo record – has accrued a fervent cult following over the past 30 years, and copies of the original pressing are today extremely rare and sought-after. Appropriately enough for an album concerned with the disruption of linear time, the music seems to exist firmly outside of it. Existing at some remove to the more abrasive textures of Walters' collaborative work, there is an underlying sadness to Now Wait for Last Year; a wistful, autumnal atmosphere that feels quintessentially British. But the album is singular in concept, structure and tone, and it transcends genre: tags like industrial, minimal synth or proto-techno help place it in a broad context, but they can't do real justice to the understated yet richly cinematic sound-world that Walters describes. User-contributed text is available under the Creative Commons By-SA License; additional terms may apply.