Greville returns to Mad Habitat, consorting with the enigmatic Lonely Voices to realize a four-song suite steeped in vivid acoustic psychotomimesis. Each track is underpinned by Grevilles unerring sensitivity to sonic texture and atmosphere. The snappy, febrile drum programming of I Miss Terry is a deft counterpoint to the thrumming bassline. The chords of Purgatory swirl around the stereo field like hypnopompic hallucinations. On the flip side, vocals bleed in and out of the mix, spectral and elusive, threading through both tracks. Electric Push follows the monologue of Dads Folk, nudging it into even more surreal territory. It evokes a chance encounter between Ifach-era Baby Ford & the occult industrialism of late-period Coil.