High grade nuttiness from NYZ, chasing up that cracking archival set for The Death of Rave with 30 rhythmically fascinating results of his cellular automata process for tuuuun’s Fluf
A rumpus of gremlin granola relevant to algorave fiends as much as free jazz freaks, ‘CCD’ is a dead strong example of the systems boffin at his fonkiest and playfully perplexing. The 30 tracks range from sputtering 30 second hits of spannered blast beats to a clear highlight in the 6 minutes of stuffy lecturing on the dynamics of groove offset by squabbly acidic badness in ‘Chaotic Groove 1-8-16’, all delivered with the mix of outright daftness and head-scrambling savant wonk that defines his art/music research and practice.
The first 18 ‘Cellular Drums’ splay out myriad gobs of manically unstable rhythmic perfussion, staircases falling up staircases styles, and they kinda coagulate into something resembling atom split Chicago house or a psychotomimetic take on Max D’s Dolo Percussion styles in the 7 ‘Cellular Grooves’, including the aforementioned ace, before he utterly cuts loose in the ‘Chaotic Matchbox’ section, with moments reminding of his crankiest bodgers from the ‘Old Trx 97-93’ album.
Nutty crew; fill yer boots!
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High grade nuttiness from NYZ, chasing up that cracking archival set for The Death of Rave with 30 rhythmically fascinating results of his cellular automata process for tuuuun’s Fluf
A rumpus of gremlin granola relevant to algorave fiends as much as free jazz freaks, ‘CCD’ is a dead strong example of the systems boffin at his fonkiest and playfully perplexing. The 30 tracks range from sputtering 30 second hits of spannered blast beats to a clear highlight in the 6 minutes of stuffy lecturing on the dynamics of groove offset by squabbly acidic badness in ‘Chaotic Groove 1-8-16’, all delivered with the mix of outright daftness and head-scrambling savant wonk that defines his art/music research and practice.
The first 18 ‘Cellular Drums’ splay out myriad gobs of manically unstable rhythmic perfussion, staircases falling up staircases styles, and they kinda coagulate into something resembling atom split Chicago house or a psychotomimetic take on Max D’s Dolo Percussion styles in the 7 ‘Cellular Grooves’, including the aforementioned ace, before he utterly cuts loose in the ‘Chaotic Matchbox’ section, with moments reminding of his crankiest bodgers from the ‘Old Trx 97-93’ album.
Nutty crew; fill yer boots!
High grade nuttiness from NYZ, chasing up that cracking archival set for The Death of Rave with 30 rhythmically fascinating results of his cellular automata process for tuuuun’s Fluf
A rumpus of gremlin granola relevant to algorave fiends as much as free jazz freaks, ‘CCD’ is a dead strong example of the systems boffin at his fonkiest and playfully perplexing. The 30 tracks range from sputtering 30 second hits of spannered blast beats to a clear highlight in the 6 minutes of stuffy lecturing on the dynamics of groove offset by squabbly acidic badness in ‘Chaotic Groove 1-8-16’, all delivered with the mix of outright daftness and head-scrambling savant wonk that defines his art/music research and practice.
The first 18 ‘Cellular Drums’ splay out myriad gobs of manically unstable rhythmic perfussion, staircases falling up staircases styles, and they kinda coagulate into something resembling atom split Chicago house or a psychotomimetic take on Max D’s Dolo Percussion styles in the 7 ‘Cellular Grooves’, including the aforementioned ace, before he utterly cuts loose in the ‘Chaotic Matchbox’ section, with moments reminding of his crankiest bodgers from the ‘Old Trx 97-93’ album.
Nutty crew; fill yer boots!
High grade nuttiness from NYZ, chasing up that cracking archival set for The Death of Rave with 30 rhythmically fascinating results of his cellular automata process for tuuuun’s Fluf
A rumpus of gremlin granola relevant to algorave fiends as much as free jazz freaks, ‘CCD’ is a dead strong example of the systems boffin at his fonkiest and playfully perplexing. The 30 tracks range from sputtering 30 second hits of spannered blast beats to a clear highlight in the 6 minutes of stuffy lecturing on the dynamics of groove offset by squabbly acidic badness in ‘Chaotic Groove 1-8-16’, all delivered with the mix of outright daftness and head-scrambling savant wonk that defines his art/music research and practice.
The first 18 ‘Cellular Drums’ splay out myriad gobs of manically unstable rhythmic perfussion, staircases falling up staircases styles, and they kinda coagulate into something resembling atom split Chicago house or a psychotomimetic take on Max D’s Dolo Percussion styles in the 7 ‘Cellular Grooves’, including the aforementioned ace, before he utterly cuts loose in the ‘Chaotic Matchbox’ section, with moments reminding of his crankiest bodgers from the ‘Old Trx 97-93’ album.
Nutty crew; fill yer boots!