In preparation for my virtual attack on the bandwidth of this site I was up on the roof of my studio this afternoon in 40 deg C heat installing my new satellite dish.
It may have been the cell phone tower down the road or even the metal plate in my skull, but I was picking up really weird signals that began resonating in a fashion that sounded terribly like Panu Moon and Forensic.
Luckily my studio below was recording this strange pairing.

This is upload 2 of 365, of my weird, daily self-destructive personal quest for the holy grail.
You can read about my madness here in my last upload
Stems up tomorrow if I can untangle the mess.
So sorry about some EQ and mixing issues, I couldn’t reach the faders properly from the roof.
Hey but that’s prog rock - they say you can get away with all kinds of sh_t!!