Straight out of underground Paris and right onto Pinkman’s Broken Dreams arrives Myn. The Public Systems label boss follows up a debut track on his own label with a poem about gloom, desolation and anger written in native machine language for the Rotterdam imprint. The A stanza describes a ‘Mental Outburst’ with punchy lines written in raw percussion and disconcerting 303 work. Following a line break the B stanza changes the meter from 4/4 to pummelling broken beat in a piece about power and dominance titled ‘Black Rose’. The Violent Poetry concludes with yet more deathly rhythms and spine chilling verses in ‘Core Collapse’.
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Dave Inox explores the sounds of the pioneers of electronic body music and electro to reinterpret them in a vanguard and obscure way. “EBM is closer to techno….the industrial club scene misunderstands what techno is” -Douglas McCarthy- Young Parisian producer NiKiT bursts onto the electronic music scene with his debut release ‘Arcanes’, a mini-album consisting of 8 tracks. Its atmosphere is reminiscent of early dark electro, with a dubby touch, pulsating drive and underground techno feel – a real dancefloor cracker. Sixth June is a synthpop band from Berlin with origins in Belgrade, formed in 2007 by Laslo Antal and Lidija Andonov. Lidija Andonov (born 1982 in Belgrade) is an actress and singer who graduated in Academy of Arts in University of Novi Sad, Laslo Antal is a film maker, musician and visual artist. …though beginning tamely enough – “Ladder” steps out with a haunted systolic beat and a shadowy synth fog and manages to keep itself inside the reverbed parameters of a drone-hypnotic dark pop song (the frantic here most assuredly expressed as an undercurrent) – there’s not a lot of respite offered thereafter. “Run (All Systems),” launching atop an iconic quote from The Day the Earth Stood Still, is a breathless sci-fi banger that could well scare the masses both on to and off of the dance floor, up-next “Juggernaut,” takes its predecessor’s cues and ramping them up, goes, if you’ll pardon my saying, for the throbbing industrial jugular, while first single “Going Wrong” is a superb example of ecstatic whiplash, emerging from a lurking cloud of eroded radio static into a full-on rhythmic trounce in the blink of a nervous paranoic’s eye. Meanwhile, the sparse – if heavily enshrouded – “Amnesia,” featuring Austin’s Mr. Kitty, boasts an almost epileptic grace like an extended seizure under exquisite control. Though much of the album utilizes – quite persuasively – fractured effects and sharp snippets of inserted dialogue that tip it outwardly toward the lightly experimental/conceptual (there’s little doubt that we’re in modern dystopian territory here), it’s not an entirely surprising irony that Blackout‘s highlight cut (if only by a micron) is the fairly straightforward “All Over Again,” though even there the shiny-as-chrome sound profile and smoothly hurtling 4/4 tempo only serves to more pointedly underscore the Blade Runnered – and none more timely – mood racing through the center of this record. |




