Summer in the city means not wearing socks, drinking infinite juice, and sweating too much on yr distortion pedals. Which is cool, cause the moisture short-circuits the cords, turning the microphone-drones into humid heat spell dream sequences. This hypnotic, sanguine split tape captures 2 such swelter jams. Loopool’s “Temporare Trance #1” is like a field recording from a rotting rainforest graveyard, all jungle ghosts and paranoid predator lurk, while Robedoor’s side is more of a sword-sharpening blood cell sacrifice soundtrack. Each cassette comes drenched in glitter-crimson war paint and banded with an Aztec bone bead bracelet, plus a photocopied insert. Edition of 100.