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Kroakers saved this little snippet from an old-school type regular tape; they'd recorded it on a boombox for a demo, and subsequently the only copy melted in the heat of the sun one day (and a little wet too, afterwards) while Mic Morose and J. Skream were homeless on the beach in SoCal…they saved what the y could out of the longer song, but obviously couldn't save much. Sometimes you don't recognise the value of something you've managed to create (especially collectively with someone) until it's destroyed…it'll never exist in the universe again, and all that's left to remember it by are however many seconds worth of fragmented audio. Was probably going to be one of their strongest tracks (from that era and perhaps overall), but there was more than an album's worth of material of which the band had remembered maybe half, and had the other half precariously perched on the edge of existence…a trail leading towards a new sonic/artistic/aesthetic direction led happened to lead straight over the cliff and into the abyss, never again to exist. Kind of like a fading memory. An echoed scream from the canyon walls…is partly why the Kroakers ascribed 'Darkness Rising' as the title to this. Although they think that's a cool name overall, one could think of it as echoes of an echo of a shout in the dark, rising to your ears from somewhere below, and to which you are mute and helpless to respond. Something like that. Anyway, that's how the then-duo felt when they returned to the car after trying to get some relief on the beach from the relentless sun beating them down with nowhere to stay, too hot to sleep, and delirious from sleep deprivation, homelessness, stress, etc. etc.; the exact point at which they'd paused the tape in the tape deck was where it'd melted. After some splicing and creative reconstruction, and with the magical dual tape deck boombox, Mic and J. managed to save a second copy on tape…then a few years later, Mic digitized it and uploaded it here. He figured he'd do it some justice. Most won't understand or comprehend why, but if even one other person gets something out of it, then the artist is happy.

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