"in precipice, pjs conjures a lush sound-world that begs complete immersion on the part of the listener. with a maze of loops wandering across the surface, sometimes burrowing deep, and other times reappearing as if summoned, this complex meandering of sound feels like a low-flying journey above an alien dreamscape, both vast in its scope and delicately wrought in its abundance of detail. using sparkling pads, windswept reverberations, melancholic horns, and crystalline cries from endlessly repeating waterfalls, each track creates its own evolving geography for the listener to observe and get lost in. we may not recognize where we are, or where we are headed, but pjs welcomes us as passengers to embrace this experience of unknowing and to sit back and enjoy: here, the journey itself is the point."
think of lying with your back on a fluffy cloud, glimpsing through your half closed lids into the electric blue void. that's how the music on this tape sounds like. even better actually.