Good Omen Bebetta / Los Cabra

Drunken footsteps lead across the wet pavement of the big city towards a nondescript steel door in some nondescript brick wall. Its rhythmic rattle is a Good Omen. Behind it, we encounter alien pleasures, a steadily morphing sequence of sensory input unfolding amidst the coloured lights between the speaker membranes and the surface of our consciousness. Bebetta and Los Cabra send us on a parabolic flight in the depth of their soundscape, bath us in an intense emotional flow with their hard and compelling groove, employ their tripped-out psychoacoustic tricks to defragment our minds and to subsequently rebuild them into something beautiful and new. This state of almost religious excitement makes us Forget To Go Home - for the simple reason that we feel as if we have finally arrived just there.