Highly recommended. 

Dead Gum's sophomore studio album, constituted a challenge for its maker. While Gainer hollered for awareness and singularity, this one indulges into multi-layered, ambiguous narratives tracing an impossible duality. With abiding influences that distance him from conspicuous contemporary norms, Panagiotis Spoulos creates a nocturnal, desolate sound collage, invoking a meta-purpose for a/the current status quo. The public character of the endeavour is almost jostled by the privateness of the overall statement; the invitation thus corresponds to a peek into a baffled brain and a rove around gradual levels of muffled alarm calls and grimy smells. 'Meta' is no post-something. Meta merely stands half foot ahead of absolute nothingness, the true end of it all.