Glastonbury, England. June 1990. One foot in the dying century, the other feeling for whatever comes next. Amid the sweating sprawl, DJ Earthpipe furtively records African Head Charge’s heated 66-minute set with Lee “Scratch” Perry on a Sony Walkman. A séance disguised as a sound system sermon, the tape folds time in on itself---hallucinatory, ritualistic. Press play and drift as tectonic basslines shift beneath the surface . . .
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