While I was pondering the album’s title and liner notes, I had to look up what a Buchla 200e was before I started playing the CD, which, the notes explain, contains ‘investigations of various feedback circuits, Buchla 200e system’. It’s a mighty impressive-looking machine, that resembles a seriously fucked up telephone exchange with a thousand wires of multitudinous shades all over it.
For the first few minutes, the thing doesn’t so much feedback as positively screech and howl, before groaning, grinding, bubbling and streaming electronic zap-rays that are enough to fry the brain. And that’s only the first track, nine minutes of successive circuitry spasms. A series of thumps and drones are rent by a persistent ping, drones and forghorns blast and hum in space, R2 D2 babbles in a black hole as the circuits glow with radiant heat and jet engines fire into meltdown.
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That this is a purely experimental album doesn’t prevent it from being sonically interesting, as it’s deeply atmospheric and moreover, surely contains material that could provide countless samples.
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