According to Canadian composer Kyle Bobby Dunn, one of the most skilled and somewhat ironic ambient master craftsmanthis album "definitely consists of the most somber and depressing music I've ever made". I cannot but appreciate such an outspokenness and I could even appreciate Kyle's modesty in self-congratulation as there are many different manners of instilling austerity by means of sound and Kyle's manner distinguishes itself for its conciseness and effectiveness, which immediately fosters the elopement between listener and sound. The pitiless title "In Miserum Stercus" sounds like mirroring the epiphany many listeners perceive while listening his laudanum-like drones, but could don the double face of this album: on the first side, it seems he's "sonically" displaying the resolution of an image and the reconnaissance of an emotional set by means of two very glum and meek tracks, "Buncington Revisited" and "Lake Wapta Rise", before they turn into a sort of contemplative and detached illusory brightening up, where the awareness of the fact it could be a self-deception worms in the stream of frequencies by pushing them gently down and down on the other side of the record, where "In Praise Of Tears", "Meadowfuck" and "The Milksop" sound like catching this venomous germ in the air. The delicately dim transitions and the way Kyle weaves such a sonic awesomeness is really astonishing.