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dropp kicked from the darkness of spacetime..... we have arrived.... point of entry onto the planet earth: the early 1970's educated by public schools and the socially outcasted . . . 2 people recording ideas and "folk songs" with new lines and rythyms..... B.peacock and GSmann at work in the home studio's.... stumbling in and out of existance, hidden in the corners of the concrete jungle, creeping from the cracks with green fury...... finding a piece with in..... User-contributed text is available under the Creative Commons By-SA License; additional terms may apply.
This album warrants attention as an intriguing artifact of lo-fi experimentation rooted in deliberate obscurity. Two artists working in isolation, outside institutional frameworks, constructed something genuinely idiosyncratic—folk forms fractured and reassembled through unconventional rhythmic thinking. The production aesthetic itself becomes philosophical, embracing limitation as creative necessity rather than constraint. What emerges is music that questions where authenticity lives in an era of glossy surfaces, suggesting that meaning might flourish precisely in unpolished corners where commercial pressure cannot reach. The work invites listeners curious about how genuine artistic vision manifests when freed from expectations.