Much joyful celebration in our gaff at the arrival of the latest brace of releases from Ireland's desirable boutique label of noise and strange sounds Trensmat. Fearing they were lost in the recent snow drifts said package was duly dropped off safe and sound wherein they were immediately dispatched with haste to the nearest sound emitting facility. Awash with the celebratory bunting we carefully prized open the package and put the first platter to hand on the stereophonic device.

Of course Expo 70 should be no stranger to regular observers of these pages, indeed we marvelled at his recent full length 'black ohms' for those purveyors of the perfect sound Beta Lactam Ring though we are suspecting that since then and now the bugger has probably released on parole a further legion of self released cd-r's to an ever growing and dare we say much deserving underground cognoscenti. Essential the work of former Living Science Foundation guitarist Justin Wright who in recent times has seen fit to keep the Aquarius record outlet busily working overtime dispatching limited issue opus' seemingly at the drop of a hat. Two cuts feature on this ultra limited and destined (as with all the previous releases from Trensmat) to clear itself from the shelves and into the domain of online auction sites - see Wright ever more advancing his exploration into the un-chartered voids of sound. As previously the textures are monolithic and chillingly majestic, utilising all manner of guitar based improvisations and manipulations, Wright sculptures a richly mind wiring drone canvas which sees lead out track 'sunglasses' in comparable company with the likes of the Kranky old guard Stars of the Lid and Roy Montgomery (and come to think of it Bruce Russell), all at once bleak, barren and sparse though beautifully so, an underlying hazy transcendentalist quality is inscribed on the proceedings, the gentle flotilla of reverberating riffs pining into the hollow voids casts a melancholic almost introspective and longing personality that acts at odds to the under-pinned cavernous like sombre stillness which in the final analysis makes it something disquietingly soothing and serene.

Flip the disc for the far superior 'transcending energy from light' - monochromatic sparsely whirring drone is the order of the day all interspersed by frequency loops and various sound modulations, not so dissimilar it has to be said to the kind of eerie pulsating hums that I'd imagine originating from the undercarriage of an extra terrestrial space crafts console unit but don't quote me on that, and to all those UFO / conspiracy theorists around sh ould you happen across this - no I haven't been onboard a flippin space craft and no neither do I want to be enrolled in some Goon-ish Area 51 fan club - frankly I have problems enough of my own. Anyhow deeply hypnotic and mesmerising, to many listens may warp your mind or at the very least fry your brain - in terms of reference markers think early career Pimmon shimmying up to EAR with the resulting inner space sonic stew being reheated and re-calibrated by John Carpenter.

Of course it goes without saying that you need this in your record collection.