Oake: 47019 (47)

Almost movie soundtrack clean and borderline pretentiously sweeping.

Middle eastern voices take you out to the desert – it’s a night time ops thing and there’s a bit of cold industrial gnarl alright but it’s deeply bedded in, somewhere out of reach.

‘Telane’ gears up promisingly to a moody, heads down, off kilter, post-industrial, robotic 129bpm funk but those fuckin’ Vangelis, sweeping cinema pads kick in again and put the dampers on it just as it’s starting to crank.

JoeFarr: Death Becomes Us (S.L.A.M) + Don’t Be Afraid The Remixes (UX)

There always seems to be more bass coming outta Bristol. Can’t fault these for the slamage damage and precision separation of the frequencies; it’s OCD, Groundhog Day, caustic loop hell all the way (triggering possible flashbacks to the mid-90s analogue hardnoize days?)

Which is the fly in the ointment really, with all this contemporary industrial techno innit (and my pet topic to moan about) – it’s SO fuckin’ clinical and pernickety it almost feels sinister, like a spotless plastic surgery clinic, the producers now all well trained technicians, nipping and tucking your MDMA rush with the (albeit very) skillful tricks of their trade, but with a kind of detached boredom? “Scalpel….suction….swab….forceps.”

On his own User Experience label he ran a remix competition (Britain’s Got Talent?) for his track ‘Don’t Be Afraid’… there were 146 submissions! (and only 4 made the record). That’s A LOT of man hours for a fairly slim to none return no!?! Make of that what you will, but it says quite a lot about the times we live in. Zero Hours contract techno anyone?

Malleus: We Float Like Concrete

Experimental (via Dubstep origins) 140bpm excursions with some industrial noise flavours, supported by the likes of Goth Trad, Joe Nice & The Bug.

‘Falling Through Inner Earth’ is the stand out sound system banger here, everything zeroed in to the one point of focus; a dentist’s drill incessantly and sadistically probing the same cavity as you float on a bed of opioid sub bass. Raw nerves are jagged as it starts to squeal against bone. We’ve all been there…