To call Adam mark Crisps, “No Now” a unique listen would be the understatement of the century. No Now is an onslaught of sounds that hits you like a hurricane in rhythmic waves of torrential noise. Only letting up for brief moments, allowing you to glimpse the sparkling eye of the storm. It’s a chaotic, broken, fleshy, sickly, grimy, mechanical, lustful work draped in a skin of digital static and adorned in the reverence and golden flowing robes of a holy figure. Excuse me for ... read more