Byron Coley, Forced Exposure, 1986
...ONLY THING I'd really heard by these NY'ers was their track on that Terminal flexi & 'twas hard t' tell much from it. The emergent characteristics here're some sorta unholy cross between contempo NY skree & archaic Angloist sheen.
Total word count of piece: 175
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