This is such a painfully limited release it cries out for an immediate re-issue. Available on tour and from some very select outlets, this cassette is made up of two side-long guitar improvisations from one third of Emeralds. Side A is so wonderfully rich and lovingly paced that I instantly found myself mimicking the snowflakes that are now drifting pass my window. The sound is seated comfortably between Growing (circa “The Sky's Run Into the Sea”) and Emeralds own blissful offerings. There is a group mentality apparent in these two dreamlike recordings. It feels like a fragmented soul playing the many faces of a singular entity. Clouds gather and dissipate, rain falls and merges in oily puddles that evaporate with a light pleasant aroma and then form into condensation via contact with your ears. The brevity of this recording is its only misgiving. I could happily melt for several hours in his very capable hands. I look forward to receiving a double album’s worth of hypnotic tones, like that of Stars Of The Lid’s recent efforts, allowing me to switch off and leave a trouble mind behind.
Mark has a number of easily available releases as well as the recent new CD from Emeralds. His ability to maintain blissful tones without slipping into new age pap is invigorating. The latter stages of side B showcase a deep boom, amongst the tranquil, which reforms into a mourning song that could come straight out of Blade Runner. The bouncing guitar that bounds with elasticity joins the unravelling with coy trepidation. Gaining confidence via a fading backdrop, this rhythmic delayed twinkled guitar travels low never quite falling to earth as it vanishes from the horizon. 9/10 -- Peter Taylor (12 February, 2009)