UGANDAN METHODS (REGIS & ANCIENT METHODS)
A Cold Retreat
The first issue on Boomkat Editions, 2012.
A trio of noise techno neologisms by two of our favourite producers, Regis and Ancient Methods aka Ugandan Methods. It's a marked stride forward from their previous EP's on Downwards and Ancient Methods, respectively, exploding their sound-sphere to jaw-dropping degrees while oiling their rhythms with a genuinely uncanny, body-synched viscosity that makes us wriggle like fucking eels.
A-side 'Imperium' is the one. Taken as either a call to arms or a victory dance anthem, it's an unrepentant amalgam of spine-curving, technoid breakbeats and micro-rhythms fighting physics under a collapsing sky plagued by militant drones and skull splitting digital noise. B-side 'A Cold Retreat' is no more friendly, yoking hardcore techno brokebeats with a sort of whip-cracking edit swerve that we've never heard from either producer previously, while spilling rivers of boiling crimson noise all over your creeps.
The final shoegazing immolation is another first from them, a repellant three minute noize sculpture with a heart-rending twist, kinda like surveying the bloodied fields of your slain enemy...
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The first issue on Boomkat Editions, 2012.
A trio of noise techno neologisms by two of our favourite producers, Regis and Ancient Methods aka Ugandan Methods. It's a marked stride forward from their previous EP's on Downwards and Ancient Methods, respectively, exploding their sound-sphere to jaw-dropping degrees while oiling their rhythms with a genuinely uncanny, body-synched viscosity that makes us wriggle like fucking eels.
A-side 'Imperium' is the one. Taken as either a call to arms or a victory dance anthem, it's an unrepentant amalgam of spine-curving, technoid breakbeats and micro-rhythms fighting physics under a collapsing sky plagued by militant drones and skull splitting digital noise. B-side 'A Cold Retreat' is no more friendly, yoking hardcore techno brokebeats with a sort of whip-cracking edit swerve that we've never heard from either producer previously, while spilling rivers of boiling crimson noise all over your creeps.
The final shoegazing immolation is another first from them, a repellant three minute noize sculpture with a heart-rending twist, kinda like surveying the bloodied fields of your slain enemy...
The first issue on Boomkat Editions, 2012.
A trio of noise techno neologisms by two of our favourite producers, Regis and Ancient Methods aka Ugandan Methods. It's a marked stride forward from their previous EP's on Downwards and Ancient Methods, respectively, exploding their sound-sphere to jaw-dropping degrees while oiling their rhythms with a genuinely uncanny, body-synched viscosity that makes us wriggle like fucking eels.
A-side 'Imperium' is the one. Taken as either a call to arms or a victory dance anthem, it's an unrepentant amalgam of spine-curving, technoid breakbeats and micro-rhythms fighting physics under a collapsing sky plagued by militant drones and skull splitting digital noise. B-side 'A Cold Retreat' is no more friendly, yoking hardcore techno brokebeats with a sort of whip-cracking edit swerve that we've never heard from either producer previously, while spilling rivers of boiling crimson noise all over your creeps.
The final shoegazing immolation is another first from them, a repellant three minute noize sculpture with a heart-rending twist, kinda like surveying the bloodied fields of your slain enemy...
The first issue on Boomkat Editions, 2012.
A trio of noise techno neologisms by two of our favourite producers, Regis and Ancient Methods aka Ugandan Methods. It's a marked stride forward from their previous EP's on Downwards and Ancient Methods, respectively, exploding their sound-sphere to jaw-dropping degrees while oiling their rhythms with a genuinely uncanny, body-synched viscosity that makes us wriggle like fucking eels.
A-side 'Imperium' is the one. Taken as either a call to arms or a victory dance anthem, it's an unrepentant amalgam of spine-curving, technoid breakbeats and micro-rhythms fighting physics under a collapsing sky plagued by militant drones and skull splitting digital noise. B-side 'A Cold Retreat' is no more friendly, yoking hardcore techno brokebeats with a sort of whip-cracking edit swerve that we've never heard from either producer previously, while spilling rivers of boiling crimson noise all over your creeps.
The final shoegazing immolation is another first from them, a repellant three minute noize sculpture with a heart-rending twist, kinda like surveying the bloodied fields of your slain enemy...