Document 3, the man who presumably forgot to save two previous versions of himself. Dangling his feet either side of the electronica fence, Document 3’s music is well-worn, but still strangely comfortable; the Hush Puppy of art installation music, the kind of place a fallen cop goes to after his family’s been massacred and he needs to be alone, and get rained on.

George Bass @ cokemachineglow.com