The drawing and connecting of lines from UltraaBriight with Roue de Fortune on Orange Milk Records. A torrent of loops and samples, anxious and uncertain, being magnetized together and contextualized. Disconnected elements (airport ambience, skittering percussion, ragged fuzz, horns) imbued with meaning through proximity with complimentary pieces. Listening through the chaotic and precisely placed nuance of this soup created an uncomfortableness for me. An onslaught of misfit sounds that alone would feel like tires without a car, keys without a keyboard. And without that central tether, all of it is given new life together, challenging and enlightening. The mix here is what I find particularly interesting. That all these pieces can existing simultaneously, and rather than compete for space be audible, clear, and available for examination within the audial space. Seven tracks split over two sides of more than 30 minutes of sound.