Granted, I’m writing about this in my capacity as a music reviewer rather than an art critic, but the packaging and artwork that houses this release surely warrants some attention. A landscape booklet featuring multi-layered psychoseonsory images culled from video still art by Jim Tuite evokes the cut-ups of William Burroughs and Brion Gysin.
It’s entirely fitting to the disorientating sonic collage that spreads and intersects across the album’s 10 tracks. Samples echo and splinter over rumbling walls of noise and fractured electronica, crunching drones, fizzing circuitry and alien din. Subsonic bass barrels over flickering microbeats beats.
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It’s a cerebral explosion of a noisewerk, at times reminiscent of Throbbing Gristle in its eerie dislocation and clattering rhythms with vocals reverberating endlessly in heavy echo. At times unsettling, the frequencies and modulations burrow their way beneath the skin and into the skull.
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