Mister Water Wet - Cold Clay From The Middle West

Wonderful left turn from our much favoured Mister Water Wet (aka Iggy Romeu) and one I'd happily declare a surprise were it not for the fact that's the one thing you can guarantee with Kansas City's finest. Bought the Farm and Significant Soil stand as two of the best to emerge from the West Mineral/3XL axis of glitchy decayed ambience, though Romeu's hardly stood around admiring his own reflection, having also turned out a series of other recordings which explore various manifestations of downtempo/fractured electronics. It's been a busy four years to say the least. Cold Clay From the Middle West is a journey into altogether new terrain, consolidating American primitivism, after-hours jazz (mostly provided by O.G. Jigg's Will Yates), and bucolic electronics that paints a haunted, kaleidoscopic vista of the western prairie. Not wildly dissimilar to discovering a hidden mycelium network beneath the sands of Paris, Texas, or, if you like, that episode of the Simpsons when Homer eats an illicit chilli and hallucinates a Siddarthian quest through the desert where he encounters a talking dog and Johnny Cash/the voice of God (possibly the same thing). Cold Clay From the Middle West seems to make sense of all those things, and it's not very often you can say that.