Blood is dripping from my stereo and my ears. Blood stereo submerges its listeners in horror vacui. The awfulness of emptiness is made audible in all its horrific detail. This album can be construed either as a radio play for exhausted ears or the ideal soundtrack for waking up from a disturbing nightmare. Reality refuses to return this early in the morning and all that remains is a sinking feeling in the pit of your stomach. Voices wander around in your head, somewhere there is the creaking of a door and in the distance you hear someone softly crying. British noise wizard Dylan Nyoukis (from, among others, Prick Decay) and partner in crime Karen Constance combine to let rip under the name Blood Stereo. The pair set about their work in subtle way. Instead of loud eruptions of noise they set out to create the most quietly disturbing of soundscapes. Think an innocent walk in a Transylvanian mountain village or a Blair Witch forest or any other godforsaken place where your only companions are the whispering voices hell-bent on driving you insane and the howling wind. Listen to The Magnetic Headache with your headphones to feel the sounds dripping through your eardrum and crawling up your brainstem. On the last track, honorary guest Neil Campbell aka Astral Social Club sprinkles a little stardust into your stereo - a much-needed, soul-cleansing coda after such an ominous head trip.