“The entry point to Deep Web is in the needle drop static, which sounds like the dust cloud of an approaching stampede, then the ringing of the division bell, at once a scorched desert-scape dive bar in a Morricone Western and the leaching downtown trumpet in the pack of Wynton Marsalis’s Motherless Brooklyn. There’s space for interpretation within the meditative, ambient soundscapes of Bryce Clogh”
