The idea of a dictaphone recorded improv session between bored housemates doesn’t sound particularly exciting, however there is something kind’ve haphazard and lacking in pretension that makes 4Closure somewhat charming. Everything has been treated in waves of delay and reverb (I’m assuming in post), so it’s difficult to tell what exactly what’s going on, however this provides a dreamy hypnotic quality over the 26 minute EP. Two of the housemates play guitar, another two make sounds with whatever household implements come to hand. Occasionally someone mutters something indecipherable or laughs, and it all just collapses into itself, kind’ve nonsensical and muddy and sweet.
Bob Baker Fish
