The Phoenix based scorched psychedelic punk unit Drainbow continue their journey through the cassette underground they started with the self-titled debut. On two successive tapes, named simply “I” and “II” they experiment with different sounds (and substances, probably), crafting their own brand of droning, brooding sludgy psych, sometimes falling into the grips of dark ambience and feedbacking afterglow. Sonic hallucinations come and go as they entrench their guitars in layers upon layers of reverberation and distortion. Like watching a mirage on the desert when you try to hold on to your dear life. Something for the fans of Rahdunes. Recommended!