Vinyl LP pressing. 2016 release. For nine years they have been slowly simmering in a pot. For nine years I have been seeing them usurp every bill they have been on. I've never seen a bad Bronze show... they range from smiling and hypnotized dancing crowds to a man getting violated and urinated on at a yuppie bar (everyone still smiling). Always the entertainers, always drunk with mad skills; with dashes of John Carpenter, Silver Apples, Liquid Liquid, Birthday Party, Harold Grosskopf, Klaus Schultze, Cluster, and Brian Ferry with a field recorder taped to his tux jacket. Ultra bottom-heavy dance beats à la Brian Hock (shirt off / shirt on, it's all good to me), super hand-wringing oscillations home brewed by Miles Friction and the ever-great Robert Spector delivering homilies from beyond the dimensional wall.