On Relayer the protean Richard Youngs and Skullflower's Matthew Bower press upon keyboards producing slidy noises, substantial echo, and sonic evocations of dozens of tiny red UFOs landing on your hairline. Unlike most so-called ambient music, this won't put you to sleep when it's four a.m. and you've popped the capsules, showered hotly, and tried to read Dale Carnegie. However it will help those resigned to, or determined for, wakefulness, in the discovery of new, perhaps painful, galaxies embedded in the bedroom wall and behind your own ocular capillaries.
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AllMusic Review by Andrew Hamlin