Pulldrone

Fifteen minutes of raw, keening drone under a spoken litany, a numbered catalogue of states recited like stations of some private liturgy. It is the EP’s long dark centre and its most demanding stretch, an ordeal by design.

The words matter less as argument than as ballast. What the track teaches is endurance, sitting inside a sound that will not resolve, and whatever the litany counts toward, the counting itself is the devotion.