"The same places, things and people can have many different names depending on who is doing the calling..."
American sound artist Neil "cloaca' Young a.k.a Bromp Treb gets super personal on his latest. He delivers 13 deformed compositions which little by little show us layers of beauty and stagnant melancholy. Bromp Treb takes us through what seems to be a carcass of an American smalltown, each track representing a certain place or a setting. The soundworld of the LP varies from arhythmic loopery (a very common attribute on many Artsy Records releases...) to a drunken one man marching band playing his guts out.
"A fat bald eagle lazily circles above the grocery store parking lot..."
It might take some time to digest Bald Eagle Over Food City but I promise that the experience will be well worth it. This record carries within it a special kind of honesty.