Limited factory-pressed 'real' CD album from Tara Burke aka Fursaxa, packaged in marbled, psychedelic card slipcases and wraparound inner sleeves and released on her own label. Recorded in Pennsylvania and Florida and mastered by Norm Fetter and Michael Gibbons of Bardo Pond. The whole disc has a heavy Judee Sill feel that hasn't really been so apparent in her back catalogue until now but the combination of bells, hypnagogic choral settings and distant, sunbleached fidelity immediately conjures a similar dark, devotional air to Sill's masterful "The Donor". As usual with Fursaxa there is a heavy, ritualistic feel to much of the material, but some of it is so dilated and weirdly-arranged - with hypnotic, F/X mutated spoken word and huge sighs of almost Penderecki/Crumb-esque vocal smears - that it touches on the outer-space hysteria of Euro-heads like Zweistein or Catherine Ribeiro and Alpes more than any contemporary US 'drone', albeit refracted through early music and madrigal stylings. It all ends with one of the most spell-binding movements in her entire catalogue, with a chaos of vocal hiss functioning as a long, slow pan through the kind of fog-bound territory previously mapped by Andrew Chalk and Christoph Heemann as Mirror. One of her darkest and most otherworldly set of space-whispers to date. Highly recommended.