We've stolen from Faust before. This time we're getting away with it by calling it "a tribute." Goes to show that, with a little word play, you too can skirt tedious legal issues like a pro. This one's bound to piss off our German buddies, though. After all... what do we know? We generate some kind of brutal, head-pounding, migraine of monotony, call it Krautrock and we're suddenly worthy? Don't see it. Truth is, we had already decided not to post this mid-April session, but we got stoned last weekend and cued it up and deemed it no crappier than our other posts, so why not? This is the product of pizza-hydration. When the delivery guy screws up and takes all night to deliver sustenance, begging not to make him go back for fresh ones for fear of losing his job. What are you gonna do? Cold pizza's OK. The guy was stoned. Another 19 minutes you can't get back. Download for free or just give a listen. Recorded live.
The Train Station At Düsseldorf (6:52)
Adventures In Krautrock (2:42)
Into Infinity (Sans Commentary) (9:22)