An unholy poisoning of ambient, free-folk and pseudo psychedelic primitivism amid sweeping tides of noise, drone music worship, spastic panning, bent and decayed notes, and assorted digital debris meant to keep everyone off balance. Deceptively improvised, and/or intentionally contrived? An atypical journey through uplifting murk and lurid bliss.

EDR is Christie, Dan, Heather, Poib, Ross, Sean + guests + former ‘Rattler’ Shan

“It was hard not to be entertained by headliners, Ejaculation Death Rattle. Their name and stage antics were bound to turn heads (one band member’s sole role was to don an executioner’s mask and give his bandmates mid-set massages), but the group’s mix of loops, strings and horns was a beautiful mess of sounds.” – Quin Omori, Chart Attack

“Ejaculation Death Rattle, though, were far and away the highlight of the night, and one of the best acts of the fest…a blend of free skronk, stream-of-consciousness vocalising, and great playing.” – twoheaded-boy.livejournal.com