Hoofing it across a barren landscape of static, broken drones, alternating tones, hiss and feedback, Tujurikkuja strive to bring the sound from inside the machines to the outside world. The static of loose wires crossing, dusty, crust-filled dials being turned, the churn of the motor from an old tape deck. Joshua Kit Clayton and Chris Dixon join together periodically to coax squeals and wheezes out of once noble gear meant for so much better. Recommended if you like the inside of a refrigerator, being locked in the trunk of a car or the Detroit Railroad Station.