The terrific opening salvo of this thrilling prospect of a label, imprint of the eleven-strong, Bristol-based collective.
Intensely intimate, dread ruminations about racism, being and the UK — rooted in the dub poetry of LKJ and Mutubaruka — in tense, widescreen settings by Amos Childs, out of Jabu and O$VMV$M, and Sam Kidel, moonlighting from The Death Of Rave.
Hotly recommended.
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