One of those tracks that if you’re not playing it on vinyl, you’ll be asked why. That’s not because one format is automatically thought to be superior to the other. Just that the brittleness of this recording causes it to capture every little blemish in the ether. This is highlighted by everything being thrown into sharp relief by the kick, something that also doesn’t manage to escape the high end heist. It’s another dub techno record Jim, but not quite as we know it. Everything shimmers on this record, which isn’t something that one normally writes about this genre. One which seems to have had no embryonic passage, or pupating stage. I love the way the percussion suddenly gathers momentum at around the halfway mark. Something which gives the track a new leash of life and, in some way, does mark a stage of advanced development. Only this concerns the specific tune though, and not the whole genre. The sounds are very familiar of course, but they’ve been put through a blender of sorts rendering them into some sort of spiky, flat relief. Now I know that is an oxymoron, but it’s all I could think of in a bid to say something original about a genre which in spite of its relative uniformity, still manages to confound. Music for looking out over a dark horizon.
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