Another cavernous labyrinth of abraded, tubular noise from the Hokkaido sound artist Uesugi Yasuyuki. The cold control one imagines from surface evidence is actually born of a riskier process of pre-set analog synth, initiated and abandoned (but observed) to run a course that never fades or decays but mutates fitfully and often eventfully, as in the opening piece, 'My Body Is Following A Mental Anomaly'. The myopic proximity to the nature of the change involved and the decisions related to halting and sequencing each piece, make this an aesthetic task rather than (mere) ritual process but the process does captivate in both its pathology and the filling in of an attendant story via exegesis and the run of troubled and troubling titles that suggest a mind poured into (rather than released from or by) these deep but relatively short furrows of sound. An artist and a recording that demand and reward your attention unsplit.