A depressive guitar album by R.A.Pavlov, recorded in the same period of suffering the humiliting office job, as the previous releases (XXXIV—XXXV) recorded one per day, yet this one was out with a delay. Simply chaotic guitar torment on the first side is alternated on the second with melancholic pieces in the spirit of the album Black Petal by Keiji Haino, yet without vocals — adding them would turn it into something like I would start performing 10 years later as a solo bard song set, with minor chords on detuned guitar and endless sorrow. The title is translated from Finnish as eternal hangover and reflects one of my common fears, especially those days when there were reason for it. In short, this is a very painful and tragical album, exactly as the life of every working man. One of the most modernist releases, I would say (or meta-modernist, as it's customary called now).