ghosttropics
If there is one thing I think of when it comes to Burgan Triangle Tapes, it is this very specific brand of warped percussive exploration that seems less preoccupied with making rhythms that "make sense", but rather observing all the interesting ways they can interact when cut free from such constraints.
Parables feels like stumbling through a dark room on downers and somehow not tripping, a drunken ballet finding grace in its absurdity.