Well, it looks like my worries about an ethno-ambient crossover project like this were unfounded, as this album deftly hops over most pastiche "world music" and ambient wallpaper pitfalls. One of Pete Namlook's (R.I.P.) greatest strengths was the use of subtlety and tension. This enabled him to establish near-perfect push-pull-dynamics with his collaborators, most notably on the classic "Silence" with Dr. Atmo. That same dynamic works really well here. Over the course of the ... read more
Hushed, featherlight vocals that consistently have a sting in the tail, perfectly balanced use of space in the mix (look up Dan Carey/Mr. Dan if you're into house music), sparse instrumentation that somehow still is rich and rarely turns into sonic wallpaper... there's a lot of things being done right here. Somehow, "All Will Be Well" manages to be both the most stripped-down and the most climactic song on offer, maxing out multi-tracked vocals in order to score exceptionally high on ... read more
Submarine Man's gusto can't make up for some of the most flagrant abuse of autotune since "She's Mad".
"O, what poems I could have wrought!"
This album is an absolutely riveting life review in audio form. Over repeated listens, more and more fragments of lyrics and sound collage will coalesce for the listener. From there, everything repeatedly lurches from emotional zenith to trauma-induced nadir and back again, until the senses are frayed and dulled in the young man Doseone watches from without during the album's final moments. The sampledelic nature of the sounds beneath Doseone's ... read more
This one gets a lot of mileage out of a handful of sounds and carefully placed reverb (the tracks with P A T H S パス in particular utilize space and low pass filtering really well). It also creates a pretty effortless sense of liminality without resorting to the worst cliches of vaporwave and urban ambient melancholy. Unfortunately, the album's simplicity is also its greatest drawback. Over the course of 16 tracks, the album starts to feel undercooked, and the melodies become so simplistic ... read more
Man, this is rough. Ike Yard dissolved about a year after their first album, and frankly, it's hard not to sympathize a little with the befuddled A&Rs that listened to their music, scratching their heads while desperately trying to find something in it to sell. The material on this album feels like staring into a petri dish full of (proto-)industrial ideas and stodgy musique concrete, hunting for just a crumb of movement in one of the slowest musical osmoses ever recorded. The motion sick ... read more
~45 minutes of what sounds like early 90s Darkthrone that's stuck in molasses. Vi har sett det der før.
I can almost see the pulsations of the LEDs on Adam X's mixer while listening to this. The album mostly avoids the EBM nostalgia hole by excising all frills, leaving nothing but a bass drum bulldozer, slowly and punishingly morphing its way through a grayscale nightmare. Your speakers will not feel big enough.
Yeat is a high-level vibe merchant. The dystopian vortex blender of genres on the production side steers the album clear of the worst cyberpunk cliches (except from on the album cover, but that's easier to forgive for a rapper in his early 20s). I just wish said vortex blender would be used for a rapper with a bit more to say over the course of 22 tracks. A vibe can only sustain you for so long.
Rich, dense, throbbing and glitched-out syncopation fire. Some of the sound design on this album is so aurally stimulating that you can almost feel your auditory cortex lighting up (if your brain is sensitive to the Ganzfeld effect, this might get even more intense). Supire deliberately works with a fairly restricted sound palette, making it harder to maintain the intensity of the album's push-pull dynamic between distortion and ambience throughout (the opening track, in particular, is a bit of ... read more
A perfectly competent but ultimately unexciting plod through another dad house dominion. There just isn't a lot on offer here that hasn't been explored already by other artists in the past three or four decades. This applies even when the mixtape slows down and starts veering off into balearic territory (something Mark Barrott tackled with far greater success on "Sketches From An Island").
A claustrophobia-inducing dredge through the decaying hull of early dubstep, slowly and methodically snuffing out all glimmers of light. Add 7 to the rating if you never went to DMZ. Subtract 7 from the rating if your headphones/speakers are cheap.
~170 BPM! Chainsaw dubstep basslines! Hardcore kickdrums! Double time flows! Future core! The first half of "Circus" is a J-pop banger machinery firing on all cylinders. All the flash and pilfered ideas from the DTM scene almost make you forget that you're listening to an album by a boy band. Unfortunately, the second half of the album brings you crashing back down to Earth, thanks to a series of sickly sweet ballads/sweetboy anthems and processed vocals that make all your teeth fall ... read more
I've got somewhat of a soft spot for this. The goofy and somewhat self-aware music video makes the pretty awful lyrics more tolerable. However, you're still stuck firmly in assembly line pop purgatory here. I could maybe be talked into singing Ty Dolla Sign's verse at karaoke if it's late enough, though.
Opening with the 10-minute, grungy and ultra-minimal "Black Angel" followed by another 10 minutes of Wolfgang Voigt style loop churn makes for quite the casual filter for your album. Once you make it to the other side of the two "angels", however, the album unfolds into a huge sprawl. Hallucinator then proceeds to beam dub techno to the outermost edges of a concrete jungle, rarely straying into meandering territory.
This is still a very rewarding listen, one that wouldn't ... read more
Meitei refuses to descend the hauntological doom spiral, despite overwhelming pressure from Japanese history and lingering social ills. The dusty tape legacy of Ghost Box and lo-fi is present on Kofū III, but the sense of closure and reconciliation with a Japanese future that never came to pass feels different. Once this is the case, maybe you actually can close your album with a track called "廣島" and evoke a sense of optimism, even if it is very small.