Chain Shot

VINYL FORMAT. This new platter by Padre Dilloway (ex-Wolf Eyes, ex-Couch) was seemingly recorded by tape heads dusted in ancient kitty litter. Decode the messages embedded in his relaxed weirdness (the looped tapes provide the pacing) if it's revelations about woodpecker attacks and/or butter churning you seek. With a dash of thighbone horn wail here and there, and the use of homemade mixers and loop machines from 1943, this platter teeters on a restless energy ocean, while an MSG-ridden hiss crawls within its rotten grooves.