Cashmere Guest Mixes Undercurry

In the last episode of Undercurry, as I dig through the remains of a former broadcasting station hidden below the corner curry shop, I stumble on a stack of pale a4 sheets that look like they’ve printed on with the local copy shop printer. In a room full of tapes and cables, these sheets seem so out of place. I have a strange feeling they shouldn’t be here.

I read through a few of them, as I listen to another batch of mixtapes, only to find that the mixtapes seem to get interrupted by narrated pieces of texts. Interrupted. By interrupted I mean, hijacked. These voices appear in the middle of nowhere, with no real pattern to them.