The loner nightstalk of Noah Anthony has lurked through a lot of cracked industrial deadlands since the dissolution/retirement of Social Junk several years ago, but solitude’s the mother of dimension, and devolution still counts as a direction. So it is that Burnin’ Fast is in fact the swansong/suicide dive of Anthony’s cryptic nocturnal-industrial project, Night Burger, after a thin trail of emissions on labels like Deception Island and his own Ranky Tanky. A soundtrack of sorts to wandering the concrete voids of North Philly alone and way too late, tracks like “Degraded Cool” and “FMM” throb and plod on cold machine beats while drained tones and lobotomized voices bleed through the air, like a less sci-fi Mark Lord. The B side slides into even stranger isolation chambers – numb drums in condemned bunkers, field recordings of rusty trains and welding factories, echo-heavy synths flickering like failing lights. Burn it all down, burn it fast. Pro-dubbed tapes in j-cards with trans-rocker video still cover art designed by N. Anthony. Edition of 95.