If ever an album encapsulated the implications of the artist’s chosen moniker, U.E.F. is that album. It’s an endless tide of oscillations, tidal flows of rippling waves of electronic loops, bleeps and bloops swinging every whichway all at once. A solar wind of gusting ambience whips up a storm of amorphous, vaporous abstraction, before a looping, circular synth sequence bubbles to the fore. And then the beat slides in and sets a motoric disco vibe. We’re barely six minutes in: where dO you go from here? Onwards, ever onwards, relentlessly onwards, adding layer upon layer to the mix. Naturally.
It’s pitched as presenting ‘a whole new side to The Oscillation’, and sees Demian Castellanos (aka The Oscillation) ‘ditching any of his previous ‘rock’ sensibilities for two mindblowing twenty-minute exercises in post-apocalyptic electronics, dark ambience and sprawling drones’.
There’s certainly a lot going on across the album’s two longform tracks. There are infinite transitions, of course: there are passages where it all gets a bit ravey, and others where it’s more Harold Faltermeyer, a bit more bouncy, a different kind of retro.
