Slightly in keeping with the themes held within the last post, here’s another slice of otherworldly visitations from a bygone era. But where Ed Harcourt’s ghostly parlour-seance dreamscapes come across as gentle harbingers of evil, Moon Wiring Club’s chronologically different offerings provide an altogether different aural and ethereal experience. But I get ahead of myself. Firstly, from a year where “Event!” releases were all the rage, this seemed to have been put out with the same short-term fanfare (I got an email saying it was on the way from the ever-polite Servant Roberts, I pre-ordered, it turned up very shortly afterwards) but without all the screamy fuss accompanying others. This was less of a rooftop-blasting “hype by no hype” thing and more of a sedate, genial “let’s see what this does” sort of affair. And now I’m rambling.