Must say, I didn’t think too much of this when it came out in March. I’d been playing catch up and listening to a tonne of the Grey Area et al. stuff over the last months so maybe I’d just ODed on the Horo sound? It sounded too muddy and murky with all its (mercifully) low in the mix corrosive EDM vocals and farty bass. I bought it though, like the nerd I am, and persevered with it in the pick-up with the sub woofer cranked on my night drives home. And suddenly I got right into it. It seemed to get better on repeat listens (something that’s not always or often the case). The extended 10 minute ‘Skewer’ was the one that did it for me and pulled me in: the cavernous Doom claps that whip up the vibe at the beginning….but then I wish they hadn’t been dropped out of the mix altogether….something could have really been done with those?
Some choice cuts off this latest compilation; Unhuman, Mondkopf, but Manni Dee’s contribution is particularly relentless; full on hiss, grit and broken beat bounce that unleashes an infectious, industrialised, Rotterdam Termination Source-esque ‘Poing’ with lashings of dub chamber white out.
1. Tommy Four Seven: 47013 (47)
2. VSK: 47011 (47)
3. Stave: Black Hills (Standards & Practices)
4. Sam KDC: Of Myth & Mercury (Auxiliary)
5. Ghost In The Machine: One Louder (Perc Trax)
AKA Sawf & ANFS, showing strong industrial literacy on the relatively new Athens imprint Kafta.
Two big tunes for me here: ‘Lisiaxte’ hammers out a leviathan beat of panning 120bpm fuzz, convulsing in a filthy radioactive swamp of bass murk – stifling in weight and reduced parameter. While ‘Ami’ belches out dismal, fog-horn pulses of polluted bass into a necrotic landscape. No compositional peacocking here, just brute repetition and creeping electronic drone that almost feels ritualistic and existential by the end.
Another fine drop from Athens’s ANFS. ‘Skafto’ slowly ramps it up, with unswerving pressure build; it teases and teases and never really drops. ‘Olatatzi’ is almost like an industrial John Carpenter thing. Small hours urban paranoia, with a phat fuzzed out, druggy, strobe vibe.
Another ultra solid and reliable panel bashing party tool from Perc Trax.
The ground hugging fog of the filtered reese on “The Holy Grill” stirs up the stygian rave tension (like a good Reese always should) and unleashes the proverbial dogs of war on the dancefloor. Possibly this betters any of their previous releases on their three 2016 Genosha Basic EPs in sheer crushing precision build? (although “Reverse Cowbell” off GBASIC 001 is still up there I reckon; a really stripped acidic punisher). On this trip the ultra heavy bass pumps the floor with seismic waves while the rhythmic metallic lashing and piston grinding mercilessly flail the top end to brute effect.
Intense, deeply narcotic, doom chug business.