Shelter Death - I Cannot Hear The Filthy City Cassette

“Shelter Death: as apt a name to convey the presence of parched desolation, a dust scape of dead technologies and the specters of lost transmissions. Christopher Reid Martin’s work defies a simplistic classification, a darkly ambient album with a few full-fledged songs that conjures memories of Gate, Conrad Schnitzler,  Roy Montgomery, Eliane Radigue, and Maurizio Bianchi without resembling any of them. “Automatic Writing”-as-raspy-bar-ballad,  unnerving Berlin synth apparitions, crushingly melancholy New Zealand-inspired guitar drone, I Cannot Hear The Filthy City never establishes itself in a particular space, but remains starkly coherent and thoughtful.”

- Paul Haney, Obsolete Units