I grew up listening to a lot of experimental music in my youth, most of in in the cassette format. It was quite something to have a cheap and easy tool to trade with friends, to purchase from very creative sorts who would hand-craft something resembling music from some God-forsaken place and receive it in my little suburbia. Though I prefer the clarity of digital recordings, hearing poorly compressed audio via a tape done by modern artists trying to look ironic has its charms. Thanks to Staalplaat’s Staalzine for posting this little slice of nostalgia.