CassetteThe last time we heard from P Wits they were keeping company with Maxine Funke on a split 7" of fragile and intimate folk song. In case the excellent cover art didn't give it away, Candle couldn't be much further removed. Nigh on 40 minutes of synapse busting, ectoplasmic guitar scrawl sent from the Bog of Eternal Stench. The B side is particularly gnarled and abrasive, a likely live, most certainly improvised, Hanson Records universe style noise rock fog punctuated by the occasional howl. Brutal and strangely invigorating. Praise ye psychic witch.