sparkling wide pressure showed up out of the blue one day and my ears have been better for it. the brainchild of tennessean frank baugh, "guide me little tape" is like a journey through a long lost friends' private journal. concocted with boxes of old tapes and found sounds, sparkling wide pressure is like something you shouldn't be reading, but can't help but nose through. you get sucked in after a few minutes and then you are a goner.
"guide me little tape" is all over the map. finger-plucked acoustic ditties edge up against walls of shimmering, cathartic drones. hushed voices are like streetlamps along the twisting path. baugh proves to be an absolute master of the collage, using unlikely sources as compatriots, weaving a sonic melange as intricate as the hand-woven quilts grandma used to make. this is timeless music with no boundaries, a rich and varied piece of sonic art. limited to 71 handnumbered copies, packaged in full-color prints w/ metallic adornments.
tracklist:
1. attic
2. this room is open
3. the warmth that awaits me
4. past fear clouds
5. joy clear my eyes
6. trench tide zone
