"On Bespoke, Omphalopticon presents a raucous, wheezing, intricately detailed audio scrapbook. A sequence of gleefully off-kilter compositions where drills and creaking gates are instruments. Where cacophonous cut-ups tangle with volcanic sand and snippets of conversations into a head-spinning collage."
Be wholed! I am Omphalopticon, the Navel Gazer, he who dotes upon the scrolls. My productions are “self-indulgent”, “unfocused”, “could have been trimmed down a bit”, “difficult”, “unlistenable”, and “pretentious”. Ever be it so! I’ll just keep on forever…