|#||Release title||Total tracks||Type of release is||Imprint date||Label|
|1||Weakness||3||Audio||2004||Level Plane Records|
|2||I'm In The Mountains, I'll Call You Next Year||3||Audio||2003-09-00|
|4||Catneck||2||Audio||2005||Electric Human Project|
|6||Landed / Air Conditioning||3||Audio||2006-04-00||Hospital Productions|
|7||Dead Rails||4||Audio||2007-04-00||Load Records|
|8||Dead Rails||4||Audio||2007-04-00||Load Records|
Like a giant, industrial-sized warehouse cooling machine, Air Conditioning are filled with rumbling, metallic thuds, and an almost soothing rhythm of vibrating gears. With ease, a mighty pace gallops towards you, like a train carrying thousands of gallons of petroleum in a thunderstorm. As if Universal Indians decided to spend a day playing only Neanderthal songs, or if Harry Pussy did their best interpretation of 'Holy Money' by Swans, Air Conditioning punish with teeth-grinding intensity; bass gurglings and unholy guitar tricks carried with a heavy dose of bass / snare interplay.