Encased in a brown paper wrapping like a forgotten bit of smut from behind the beaded curtain, this unassuming disc is a time-capsule back to Dwyer’s early SF days, janglingly fingerpicked wisps of melody and electronics baking in the all-too anaemic sunshine of San Francisco’s elusive summer.
Somewhere chronologically between the folky whisper of 'Songs About Death And Dying' and the recently reissued 'Cool Death Of Island Raiders', this one’s been vexing to find for way too long and Castle Face has decided to give it “the treatment”.