Farthing Wood Yeah? is, somewhat unsurprisingly, the most rural of the two. The brightness of dawn is yet to break fully but you can feel a gentle warming in the air. What sounds like keyboard presets overlapping each other with a harsh static click are manipulated slowly leading to a post-rave feel. ‘Winchester’ continues the come-down party as tea is brewed and soft thumping comes from beneath the floorboards. Sounds gush like the boiling milk. ‘Rochester’ comes across like Rhys Chatham’s dreams; ear damage creating a one-Guitar-Trio-too-many madness echo or The Cure tuning up. Yeah…definitely one of them two.