The Focus Group are back with a kaleidescope of antique electronics, psyched out jazz, and broken rock. This time they bring us a message, a warning and a strange story of TV stations taken over by ancient forces and bizarre happenings at The Royal Festival Hall. Julian House's own The Focus Group; oddly assembled sampledelic collages, stitched together from fragments of library cues and forgotten soundtracks. A beautiful, unhinged stream of consciousness that seems to prod at buried memories.