A strange, lugubrious, droney bit of bass/dubstep drift down the K-hole. Makes a nice change from all the bass line filth striving and rootical formularising going on out there. The bubbling acidic squelch line that fades up about half way puts the icing on the dark squat rave vibes.
Parisian sub fusionists (not to be confused with Slovenia’s Dub Diggerz!) give it some tight’n’hard, locked down, metronome, hoods-up business. ‘Public Nuisance’ is probably the coldest tune; gliding through the rain soaked streets, random looting and burning going down, hunting Replicants again kind-of-vibe. Just another night in the dystopian Megacity.
I’ve always thought there’s a touch of Just William (as opposed to Action’s ‘Kids Rule OK’ – showing my age here heh) about these Perth lads. Nothing particularly burly (as some have said) or threatening at all, but more like opening the back door and finding two scruffy urchins standing on your step covered in mud with big grins on their faces, looking like they’ve been dragged through a hedge backwards; they tell you they’ve made something for you and from behind their backs they bring out…a mud pie! (or a 12″ even!) Cheeky chappies, always getting up to mischief, that sort of thing.
Their output gets filed as techno, but a lot of it plainly isn’t by a long shot. With the amount of mucky breakbeats and broken beats they toss around on each release it’s almost, dare I say it, often more breakcore-ish (in its freestylishness) if not a nod even to the days of Jungle Tekno? (check out last year’s ‘An Outrageous Fate Type’ and ‘DJ Ultra Greatsword’ EPs and make up your own minds).
There’s also an almost couldn’t-care-less, smeared-out, bleary veneer to their productions which also feeds this particular image of mine, not entirely pleasantly sometimes either. A bit like the stale fart fug coming from a teenage playstation/wank pit den; you just want to open all the windows and let some fresh air in. It’s as if they have their outputs set permanently through some low-pass filter? or maybe they’re just up all night and bombed off their heads on strong weed?
But that’s their style I guess – bass murk and rumblings a plenty and a kind of artful, semi-chaotic, looseness rather than the crisp, often sterile, punch and sheen of other genres/producers – and it definitely sets them apart from the rest of the techno massive.
It’s a no brainer really but ‘Fallout’ is the obvious stand out banger for me with its old school break/rave hoover and air raid sirens.
A pleasingly curt but detailed, rattling, screws-loose assemblage of rusty, junk yard scrap metal, carried forward by a baggy, vented, internal bass throb. Machine funk business.
The Slovenian sounbwoys finally get their debut release. (About bloody time coz they’ve had some fine tuneage up for a while now). Top quality sludgy, tar-pit bass, oozing all over the dance floor with locked in, psychotropic trim and detail. Red seal hashish not skunk cannabis….
One of those tunes where I was casually listening to the radio (Verity Sharp/”Late Junction” BBC Radio 3, cooking mi dinner, as you do heh) but had to stop and listen with full concentration when this came on. It grabbed me by the scruff of my neck! Had me thinking of Unit Moebius/Den Haag “dirge” techno but with heavier production.
A fine builder that could go on and on, but ultimately leaves you hanging for more when it cuts dead at the peak (as the best often do). Damn it all.
