Moon Wiring Club scries dead strong, early Autechre-style hardcore breaks thru the prism of a Playstation on his perennial vinyl volley.
Doubling down on the breakbeat chops of summer 2019’s ace ‘Ghastly Garden Centres’ CD, the inimitable artist/medium returns from his Pennine portal with a ritualistic suite of eldritch energies that sound like a rave in a haunted manor house. The tracklist is perhaps unusually short this time, but that’s because the tracks are longer than we’ve come to expect, and likewise more dynamic and filled with nods to classic, darkside rave music characterised in the album’s titular reference to Autechre’s 1991 debut, ‘Cavity Job’.
In his own words, ‘Cavity Slabs’ is MWC’s pointed effort to “coax ancient voices from the landscape”. That landscape is littered with leylines that lead to raves tucked away in valleys and moor tops, full of gurning ghosts of yore kitted in Edwardian Goretex and carving plasmic contrails under moonlight.
‘Enchanter Taking Shape’ kicks off with proper 1901-into-1991 vibes with eerie strings perfusing swaggering, sped-up hip hop breaks, leading into what sounds like BoC on a bad one with ‘Ritual Number 19’ and cackling spectres gassed on Nox in ‘Magpie Takes Enchanter’s Hat’. The vintage acid really starts to take a hold with the plasmic roil of ‘Cromlech Technology’, to provide glimpses of dawning lushness with ‘Hidden Sea Houses’ and the sexy writhe of ‘Fog Shrouded Days’, and the rushing flex of ‘Re-Living 1901’ feels like stumbling across a reenactment society playing out a ravenous ritual in some gooch of the Goyt.
It’s one of MWC’s most devilish episodes in his 13 years of audness, no doubt.
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Moon Wiring Club scries dead strong, early Autechre-style hardcore breaks thru the prism of a Playstation on his perennial vinyl volley.
Doubling down on the breakbeat chops of summer 2019’s ace ‘Ghastly Garden Centres’ CD, the inimitable artist/medium returns from his Pennine portal with a ritualistic suite of eldritch energies that sound like a rave in a haunted manor house. The tracklist is perhaps unusually short this time, but that’s because the tracks are longer than we’ve come to expect, and likewise more dynamic and filled with nods to classic, darkside rave music characterised in the album’s titular reference to Autechre’s 1991 debut, ‘Cavity Job’.
In his own words, ‘Cavity Slabs’ is MWC’s pointed effort to “coax ancient voices from the landscape”. That landscape is littered with leylines that lead to raves tucked away in valleys and moor tops, full of gurning ghosts of yore kitted in Edwardian Goretex and carving plasmic contrails under moonlight.
‘Enchanter Taking Shape’ kicks off with proper 1901-into-1991 vibes with eerie strings perfusing swaggering, sped-up hip hop breaks, leading into what sounds like BoC on a bad one with ‘Ritual Number 19’ and cackling spectres gassed on Nox in ‘Magpie Takes Enchanter’s Hat’. The vintage acid really starts to take a hold with the plasmic roil of ‘Cromlech Technology’, to provide glimpses of dawning lushness with ‘Hidden Sea Houses’ and the sexy writhe of ‘Fog Shrouded Days’, and the rushing flex of ‘Re-Living 1901’ feels like stumbling across a reenactment society playing out a ravenous ritual in some gooch of the Goyt.
It’s one of MWC’s most devilish episodes in his 13 years of audness, no doubt.