Marrying elements of noise, early industrial, alongside with the most jagged edges of space rock, Plaster’s “Transition” washes over the listener with such intensity. Absolutely massive, Plaster knows how to build these tracks up into ferocious beasts. The many layers of sound work in unison, for they dwell within a celestial haze. Nothing becomes truly obvious for Plaster makes sure the entirety of the album goes for something a little less obvious, a little subtler. By refusing to make anything too easy the pieces work together in creating this odd realm, one where things shift with such patience and grace. Over the course of the entire album an entire journey becomes abundantly clear, one where experimentation reigns supreme.

The decayed churn of “Casual Encounter” goes for something quite eerie. While threatening an absolute blast of noise, it never quite dives headfirst into it, only flirting with harsher pastures. On “The Climbers” tension rules for the whole piece at times pulses with life. Harsher worlds come into view on the intense workout of “Disconnected Heart” whose sense of urgency cannot be understated. Rather paranoid “Unregistered Product” goes for a fuzzed-out, hazy quality. Even further along on the noise spectrum is the assault of “Imaginary Friend”. By far the highlight of the album the dramatic “The Last Goodbye” goes for a full-bodied approach, with sounds that scream into the sky. Tapping into a ritual cyclical approach is the ambient conclusion “Children On The Cliff”.

Plaster’s “Transition” has a timeless quality to it, one that indicates it could’ve come from today or the 80s, for truly brilliant sound knows no era.