My head hurts! Squelchy synth bass throbs insistently before galloping drums bound in with a frenetic urgency… they’re joined by a scraping higher end, arabesque motifs and who knows what else… and they’re all at fractionally different tempos and / or employ different time signatures. On top of all that, there’s an electronic howl that sounds like it’s lifted from Whitehouse’s ‘Wriggle Like a Fucking Eel’. It’s a nasty way to start an EP, and it doesn’t get much friendlier.
There’s a funk groove underneath the relentless tweaking on ‘Nuuk’, although it’s largely buried under a welter of noise. Stuttering distortion, pounding drums and tempestuous noise dominate, and the final track, the 12-minute ‘Xaxim’ sounds like Cut Hands covering the bar scene in ‘Star Wars’.
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The whole thing’s pretty wild, and while there are some grooves to be found, much of the album’s contents is discomfortingly disjointed, uncomfortably angular and purposefully pain inducing. And I suppose that’s pretty much the point.
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