Originally released on cassette in 2011, featuring spray paint stenciled Xerox "BOC" tribute artwork, in a limited hand-numbered edition of only 33 copies.

Minimal magnetic mangle and grotesque gurgling grit from the notorious TROGPITE!



"This starts with dragging. The sounds of long, even strides dragging something behind it. It is most likely not really a recorded dragging, but it is the first thing the entered my mind. This thing carves a swath through your mind. It's huge, epic and doesn't ever let up. When I was very young I had a terrible fever that almost killed me. Some sort of "asian flu" or something. In the days I laid in bed trying to watch cartoons and drink 7up, I remember hours of horrible waking fever induced nightmares. There was one in particular where a giant hulking machine was slowly dragging itself across a desert landscape towards me. It must have been miles wide in my mind because even though it was barely over the horizon, it took up the whole sky. I remember screaming. This tape sounds like that. It's actually kinda bumming me out… The layout totally adds to the experience. Since it's been spray painted you kinda get a headache from opening it. The artwork is dreadful and wonderfully done. The text is all in crazy-person typewriter style. It's a good one." - Dead Formats

"Behind Trogpite is Nick Painter, who is from Burlington, Vermont and although I never heard from him, he's been active solo as well with other people in such bands as Lord Bird Golden Cobra, Fuck Telecorps, Casual Approach, Cock Scene Investigator and Veras Unlimited. Some of these are with Joseph Roemer of Macronympha, so I expected some heavy type noise release. And while this is not really soft per se, its not necessarily very loud either. Trogpite uses tape loops, samplers and electronics, in a very crude way. I think the sampler is one of those cheap casio samplers with a 2K bit rate, the loops were cut with a pair scissors on an old reel-to-reel machine and the electronics… maybe a delay pedal or so. The loops are made from using his own voice, and both sides seem to be made in one, uninterrupted go. A strange minimalism emerges and reminded me of the 80s cassette scene. Music with head nor tail, no compositional process of any kind, but a stream of sounds. I remember that after years of hearing that kind of music, I was a bit fed up, and now, with this Trogpite it comes back, and I actually like. Maybe its nostalgia? Must be!" - FDW for Vital Weekly