Surrealist sound collages of technology in decay emit fetid loops that grind against your temporal lobes. You experience a disruption in short-term memory and sound distinction as Severed Heads' music becomes a hypnotic blur of extremes in care and violence. Airy, soothing sounds cradle violent acoustic attacks. An accretion of systemic disruptions form percussive repetitions -- an invocation to dance, twisting into oblique forms, trying to shake the body from the soul. This music sounds suspiciously like a mix of Electro, Industrial Age factory field recordings and the voices of the restless dead. The result is at once graceful, abject, alienating and seductive. Severed Heads very generously provide almost their entire catalog in MP3 format.