Jib Kidder entered the dublab studio in the early morning, coffee in hand, to shed some words into the slipstream of the Internet. This text had recently slipped from his consciousness to the pages of a newly published volume of prose poetry titled “Asleep in the Laundry Room.” He spoke these poems over a bed of live guitar loops. For more well crafted wildness from Jib Kidder hear these jams. We are wildly enthusiastic about the world Jib creates, so please float into the laundry room with us for a deeply seeded dreamscape.