Two sides on a c37 of iridescent darkness and crawling dimness. Sprawling subtle black ambient in the vein of Robe or more recent Svarte Greiner. Iridescent in that it is not pure black, there is some emerging, hallucinatory color in the nightside palette of sounds. And the occasional brighter streak of rock. A journey through cold chambers of flickering lights, bunkers, and the ghost-inhabited caverns in between. A subdued one, but another real hit for the constantly hit-or-miss Stunned label.