(Lost In A Sea Of Sound) Bong Watt is the sound for Oscar Reutersvärd’s drawings. Impossible shapes bent within the conscious as sonic earwigs burrow holes in the frontal lobe. Trying to think about “If It Works, It’s Obsolete” is beyond true abilities. There is no beginning, no destination to get to, only a micro-dose of sound chaos that becomes more familiar with each listen. With many listens in the tank, Walter Wright and Al Margolis (Elka Bong) with Mike Watt create the most subtly gentle entropy. These sounds are an arrangement for energy escaping through tiny cracks and fissures. Varying pressures causing an infinite diversity in the aural shape and feel. The bass is not present throughout, but when present, it resonates as a predator, eating up sonic fractals as they spin away from the decaying source. “If It Works, It’s Obsolete” is not for everyone. Sounds are exploratory and require the most open mind and patience. There is no path, there is only the single moment that is constantly mutating and changing. Walter Wright and Al Margolis use many different methods for making sounds. With the proper time for listening, this composition will be as much fun as hopefully it was to create it. - Ken Lower

(Disaster Amnesiac) An Open Letter To Disaster Amnesiac To Be Re-read In 2034: Hey, dude, how've you been? OK, I hope, and I trust that you're still enjoying lots of different types of music. You always did, so it would not be surprising if that's still the case. This is just a friendly letter to you from the year 2024. Do you recall all of the craziness that's transpired in this year? Totally wild. Things you did not expect to occur have occurred, and, really, as I sit here on a July day in Tucson (by the way, where are you residing these days?), it seems as though many more crazy events will transpire before Western Civilization begins the year 2025. Anyway, to the meat of this letter (oh, and are you still practicing a plant-based diet? hope so): I just wanted to remind you to take a fresh listen to If It Works, It's Obsolete by Bong Watt Collab #3 on eh? Records. You still have your copy, right? Sure do hope so. As you listened to this work from three guys who've amassed, at this time, like 150 years' collectively within the creative music scene, you've found intriguing blends of Electro-Acoustic Music that has struck you as being of a quite hermetic nature. Yes, you have struggled a bit to find ways with which to describe the sounds that Walter Wright, Mike Watt, and Al Margolis have conjured up. Hell yeah, it's VERY abstract, the entire thing! It's music that a listener must listen to, and preferably without distractions such as cell phones, art magazines, or baseball games on the tube. Well, maybe an art magazine would be alright. You could contrast whichever article you're digging on with the sumptuous cover art which adorns this cassette. Wright, Watt, and Margolis draw from their respective lengthy individual experiences in order to cook up sounds that are deep and mysterious. At times you've felt almost as if you've been watching a group of people do yoga together or something. This can be a daunting process, but, you'll recall that there were long stretches of time during the Summer of 2024 when you didn't have much else to do. Hopefully you look back with ten years' distance and recall the sublimely abstract sounds that are documented within If It Works, It's Obsolete. Again, if you struggle to do so, I trust that you've still got your copy and it's easily accessible. After all, it's got the kind of sounds that remain interesting for weirdos such as yourself. You are still weird, right? I hope so. Guys such as the players within Bong Watt have retained their groovy weirdo status, and so can you, Disaster Amnesiac! It's absolutely a good thing, even for a dude in his sixties! OK, go and dig up that copy of that great tape from Bong Watt and rediscover its strange contours! Ciao homeslice. - Mark Pino

(Raised By Cassettes) This cassette begins with these electronics which can come across as sonar, taking over the entirety of space and time, but also just as these little clicks which can come across like birds. It can turn primal as well, as it can feel like animals making noises out in the wild. It can come through sharply, almost offensive, or as the sound of light, such as a hum, and there is just this galloping rhythm with it as well. Percussion comes in, like banging on a tin can, then it's the croaking of a frog turned into the electricity of a shock. Robot keys going up and down and then isolated paddle beats. Clicking like a distress signal and this first song finds its end. Though the second song does pick up right where it left off with these keys that grow louder and more intense and can feel like the sound a raccoon makes. There is something very electronic about this all, as if it's in space and very much like the future of technology, but then at other times I can feel like we're almost in this prehistoric time with those animalistic qualities. Ringing now, like modems, and a lot of droid-type beeping as well. Cymbal crashes. It gets a bit slower as everything comes through in clips and just feeling fragmented. We appear to have shifted into a new song as a bass line resonates and static comes through in bursts with it. A strong sense of beeping, though the bass line feels like it could take us down to Fraggle Rock. The cymbals are sifting through the sound and this has become somewhat relaxing and a bit ambient. Percussion bursts come through and the cymbals appear to be slipping. On the flip side we begin with these synth tones coming through. This grows into a sharper tone and hollow air. It feels like Doogie Howser but then drops off into this more sci-fi / in space type of theme. Static cuts through and then a siren-like beeping. There is still this haunted way about it as it can feel as if souls are trapped in this technology, like that movie "Pulse". A sharper tone comes through now, as if asking a question, and static can be heard behind it all. Beeping proceeds and it feels like we're in some sort of computer. A sequence comes through like laughing, but you can sing along with it. A quieter tone now, for dogs, and then some expansion in the keyboard game. We continue to challenge the boundaries of electronics as this all comes out like a game of pinball now. Steady drumming comes in with these electronic sounds now, as they've been reduced to coming out in bursts only. Minimal slow expansion combines those electronics with percussion and then that laser gun comes out like an alarm. There is a video game way about this as well, as distortion bombs drop. Birds are fluttering now, as the bass gets dreamy like Porno for Pyros. By the end it's coming through in fragmented bits, a message which must be pieced together in order to save those lost in space. - Joshua Macala