Dwellin’ In Tha Labb

Dr. Octagon inspects a pile of intergalactic vinyl in the lab

The illusion of tranquility as everything happens beneath the surface... elements mixed in various combinations and shapes twisted beyond recognition, pieces fused into recombinant forms. Lunar rocks arranged in geometric patterns across piles of 12" wax from the great beyond. Weeks on weeks of frenzied experimentation in the lab, time spent underground is time well spent.

Although perhaps we should get out more...