Takafumi Okada, drummer with GOAT, does mutoid no wave body music on L.I.E.S. for fans of CHBB, Factory Floor/Gabe Gurnsey, Group A, early Powell.
Locked into permutations of metallic rhythms and possessed vocals, ‘Body of Void’ sprouts nine bendy-limbed jags like a soundtrack to Tetsuo Iron Man finding his funk. Its cyberpunky dance music spoiling for sleazy ‘floors with a fever dream of teeth-chattering industrial noise in ‘Encounter’ giving way to a slew of frenetic but robotically disciplined, panel-beaten tribal percussion and gnawing noises that relate loosely to his role in GOAT alongside Koshiro Hino (YPY) of the Nakid label - seen most recently on that KAKUHAN killer.
Once it gets going with the gunky, hot-stepping pump and over-the-shoulder vocals of ‘Restive Lines’ it barely lets up the pressure for an hour, taking in strapping EBM a la DAF on ‘Body of Void’, and chewier synth tone in the yoked back strut of ’Suicider’, with a pounding tom tattoo in ‘Dyspnea Circus’ recalling The Slits via Group A, and searing Factory Floor workouts in the cranky calisthenics of ’23 Witness’. At his most shark-eyed and insistent, ‘Formalin’ pushes rictus rhythms until they ooze with oil and sweat, and ‘Cave’ works up a hypnotic monotonic groove to leave your bones jangling.
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Takafumi Okada, drummer with GOAT, does mutoid no wave body music on L.I.E.S. for fans of CHBB, Factory Floor/Gabe Gurnsey, Group A, early Powell.
Locked into permutations of metallic rhythms and possessed vocals, ‘Body of Void’ sprouts nine bendy-limbed jags like a soundtrack to Tetsuo Iron Man finding his funk. Its cyberpunky dance music spoiling for sleazy ‘floors with a fever dream of teeth-chattering industrial noise in ‘Encounter’ giving way to a slew of frenetic but robotically disciplined, panel-beaten tribal percussion and gnawing noises that relate loosely to his role in GOAT alongside Koshiro Hino (YPY) of the Nakid label - seen most recently on that KAKUHAN killer.
Once it gets going with the gunky, hot-stepping pump and over-the-shoulder vocals of ‘Restive Lines’ it barely lets up the pressure for an hour, taking in strapping EBM a la DAF on ‘Body of Void’, and chewier synth tone in the yoked back strut of ’Suicider’, with a pounding tom tattoo in ‘Dyspnea Circus’ recalling The Slits via Group A, and searing Factory Floor workouts in the cranky calisthenics of ’23 Witness’. At his most shark-eyed and insistent, ‘Formalin’ pushes rictus rhythms until they ooze with oil and sweat, and ‘Cave’ works up a hypnotic monotonic groove to leave your bones jangling.
Takafumi Okada, drummer with GOAT, does mutoid no wave body music on L.I.E.S. for fans of CHBB, Factory Floor/Gabe Gurnsey, Group A, early Powell.
Locked into permutations of metallic rhythms and possessed vocals, ‘Body of Void’ sprouts nine bendy-limbed jags like a soundtrack to Tetsuo Iron Man finding his funk. Its cyberpunky dance music spoiling for sleazy ‘floors with a fever dream of teeth-chattering industrial noise in ‘Encounter’ giving way to a slew of frenetic but robotically disciplined, panel-beaten tribal percussion and gnawing noises that relate loosely to his role in GOAT alongside Koshiro Hino (YPY) of the Nakid label - seen most recently on that KAKUHAN killer.
Once it gets going with the gunky, hot-stepping pump and over-the-shoulder vocals of ‘Restive Lines’ it barely lets up the pressure for an hour, taking in strapping EBM a la DAF on ‘Body of Void’, and chewier synth tone in the yoked back strut of ’Suicider’, with a pounding tom tattoo in ‘Dyspnea Circus’ recalling The Slits via Group A, and searing Factory Floor workouts in the cranky calisthenics of ’23 Witness’. At his most shark-eyed and insistent, ‘Formalin’ pushes rictus rhythms until they ooze with oil and sweat, and ‘Cave’ works up a hypnotic monotonic groove to leave your bones jangling.
Takafumi Okada, drummer with GOAT, does mutoid no wave body music on L.I.E.S. for fans of CHBB, Factory Floor/Gabe Gurnsey, Group A, early Powell.
Locked into permutations of metallic rhythms and possessed vocals, ‘Body of Void’ sprouts nine bendy-limbed jags like a soundtrack to Tetsuo Iron Man finding his funk. Its cyberpunky dance music spoiling for sleazy ‘floors with a fever dream of teeth-chattering industrial noise in ‘Encounter’ giving way to a slew of frenetic but robotically disciplined, panel-beaten tribal percussion and gnawing noises that relate loosely to his role in GOAT alongside Koshiro Hino (YPY) of the Nakid label - seen most recently on that KAKUHAN killer.
Once it gets going with the gunky, hot-stepping pump and over-the-shoulder vocals of ‘Restive Lines’ it barely lets up the pressure for an hour, taking in strapping EBM a la DAF on ‘Body of Void’, and chewier synth tone in the yoked back strut of ’Suicider’, with a pounding tom tattoo in ‘Dyspnea Circus’ recalling The Slits via Group A, and searing Factory Floor workouts in the cranky calisthenics of ’23 Witness’. At his most shark-eyed and insistent, ‘Formalin’ pushes rictus rhythms until they ooze with oil and sweat, and ‘Cave’ works up a hypnotic monotonic groove to leave your bones jangling.
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Takafumi Okada, drummer with GOAT, does mutoid no wave body music on L.I.E.S. for fans of CHBB, Factory Floor/Gabe Gurnsey, Group A, early Powell.
Locked into permutations of metallic rhythms and possessed vocals, ‘Body of Void’ sprouts nine bendy-limbed jags like a soundtrack to Tetsuo Iron Man finding his funk. Its cyberpunky dance music spoiling for sleazy ‘floors with a fever dream of teeth-chattering industrial noise in ‘Encounter’ giving way to a slew of frenetic but robotically disciplined, panel-beaten tribal percussion and gnawing noises that relate loosely to his role in GOAT alongside Koshiro Hino (YPY) of the Nakid label - seen most recently on that KAKUHAN killer.
Once it gets going with the gunky, hot-stepping pump and over-the-shoulder vocals of ‘Restive Lines’ it barely lets up the pressure for an hour, taking in strapping EBM a la DAF on ‘Body of Void’, and chewier synth tone in the yoked back strut of ’Suicider’, with a pounding tom tattoo in ‘Dyspnea Circus’ recalling The Slits via Group A, and searing Factory Floor workouts in the cranky calisthenics of ’23 Witness’. At his most shark-eyed and insistent, ‘Formalin’ pushes rictus rhythms until they ooze with oil and sweat, and ‘Cave’ works up a hypnotic monotonic groove to leave your bones jangling.