I heard about this band a lot when I first moved to San Francisco. Maybe I just heard their name mentioned or read it in ads and it stuck with me, or maybe the handful of friends I had from the (far) East Bay were some imagined connection to Pleasanton's TRIBAL DISCO NOISE. I had always assumed that they were a tribal, dance-inducing industrial outfit and I baselessly associated them with bands like CRASH WORSHIP and ¡TCHKUNG! even though I never saw or even heard the band. And then, years later (last year, in fact) Craig gifted be a pile of Bay Area tapes and I was happy to see this artifact in the pile. And then I pressed play....let's just say that 1992 was complicated, folks.
TERMINAL ESCAPE is a home for cassettes. Terminal Escape is here to share music that was released on, or copied onto, cassette. You are encouraged to acquire physical copies of the tapes you enjoy, as this blog is meant to support those artists and labels, not circumvent them. If you have a legitimate claim to any of the music I've shared and would like it removed, I'm happy to do so....but someone is probably already streaming it on YouTube anyway so you shouldn't be so uptight.
DEAD LINKS are common. Digital media are temporary. I will re-post tapes from Terminal Escape's infancy from time to time (primarily when requested), but I will not chase dead links.
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