Only on LP, not streaming. With members of Mission of Burma, Neptune, Dangerous Birds, and Heathen Shame in the mix, this compilation intrigues immediately. Throw in Sunburned Hand of the Man’s appearance, and with the folks behind Twisted Village and 4752 Fest amongst other things lurking about, it becomes clear that New England’s experimental underground is getting a close up on this slab.

Trinary System brings it fully, exploding in a fully Burma-worthy fashion with their trademarked post-punk/rock. Great track to explode this compilation outward with. Major Stars continues the exploding with their track, cuz exploding is what they do, it is their baseline, Massachusetts very own living Psych Rock supernova.

DIY rock outsider Garrison Fortress brings the K Recs/D Johnston vibes with an actual song, scarce in this particular context, and sounding real good. Bad vibe grooves via Land Evacuation sound perfect for these hellish times we are living. Bastian Void (who also did the album’s artwork) entrances with a short blast of the ambient electronics that he is well known for.

Picnic Lunch lurch and crouch and spin, injecting much life into this collection, foisting their postpunk indie thing into crevices that it really shouldn’t be in but dang if the whole thing doesn’t work out fine. Hurry Scurry flourishes lastly with the noisiest offering found herein. Some of that falling down the stairs noise rock collaterally damaged clatter that figures as a great loud and thrusting exclamation point for side A of this thang. A nice discovery for me. I may invite them to a party I might have in the future.

E brings forth a refreshingly metal, moody rocker to kick off side B. The guitar playing stands out duh. Massachusetts’ own unkillable Sunburned Hand of the Man arrives in spoken word psychedelic lounge lizard mode sounding real nice.

Bob Gratis brings it all the way down with a spare folk offering serving as a thoughtful palate cleanser. In general the track ordering of the compilation is well considered and thus flows very nicely. Don’t Ever Lie To Anyone continues the thing. Minimal drums, maximum riffage. Unique rock that I did not know of beforehand. This is what compilations are for.

Got a little lost in the offerings of northpoletapes & umbrellamouth, wafting ambient spread & creaking, noise spiked exotica respectively, but I suppose that’s much of the point & goal of their whole effort! Then Cryptwarbler (associate of Worcesters enduring DIY haven the Firehouse) comes (indeed) creeping up and in and confuses me some more with the swellest take on ambient noise that I did hear on this compilation. Bubbling and brewing I had to burp just from listening! Not really but you know what I mean, right?

Anyhoo, we have here a full blooded, almost completely experimental masshole compilation of high order. It is undeniably worth checking out. I did find a couple of the bands’ trax online and so have shared below. For the whole collection though you need to speak with Spooky Tree about the vinyl document.