Shimmering VHS haze from NYC’s Torn Hawk aka Luke Wyatt. The world of Torn Hawk lies somewhere in-between slo-mo cosmic balearic sunrise/sunset music, kraut experimentations. All around though, Wyatt’s music feels like getting busted watching scrambled static ridden cable porno in your aunt’s wood paneled basement while smoking a pack of stolen Newports. Four amazing tracks on this limited debut release.

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