Canadian Pholde, aka Alan Bloor, plays wonderful metal sculptures (you can see them at pholde.com) that give birth to fantastic droning creatures which will have your windowpanes trembling at sufficient volume, while Bloor drags and scrapes more metal – shades of Z’ev – to offset his obscure sensual rapture with solemn flurries and shifting fragments of invention. His Taalem 3″ consists of three blurred snapshots of his creative urge, surreal upsets and corkscrew staircases leading to what could be the antechambers of hell, were it not for a few touches of gentle inhumanity. Titles like “According to what is deserved” or “From a Place of Concealment” define the music’s psychological attitude perfectly.