It felt like ages since Eclipse Records released anything, but here it is, and by The Skaters nonetheless! What we get is the usual heaping of drowning cats, entranced shamans attacking their Simon toy with glee, death cries from a choir of terminally ill patients and unidentified wind instruments. The whole thing processed through amps created out of old toasters and modulators made of ancient car batteries and coconut shells. It basically sounds like nothing else but The Skaters. This is the perfect music to play to traumatize your friends and alienate your families for life! Physicalities Of The Sensibilities Of Ingrediential Strairways basically sounds like long thought lost recordings made by doctors from thai sanatoriums experimenting on their patients back in the early fifties. It's disturbing, disquieting yet fascinating and alluring at the same time. Most people will think you're sick for enjoying this stuff, now if that isn't praise, what is!?