Ren Schofield bursts back into action with a new Container heavy-hitter that sidesteps obvious techno templates in favor of noisy, bpm-fluxing rippers, hard rawk FM damage and Southern rap tempo lowriding slither. Fuzzed 2 death gearhead sound destruction here: like Rian Treanor struggling with a busted speaker or Pan Sonic producing fer Death Grips.
Schofield's intention for "Creamer" was to traverse more traditionally rock territory than techno - but this doesn't quite capture just how endearingly splattered these tracks sound. The bone dry fried box beat cycles of earlier releases have been pushed to one side for a moment; Schofield's taste for overdrive and synthesis is still present, but pushed into rhythmic forms that challenge as much as his aesthetic choices.
The title track is all speaker-curling kicks and hats, sounding as punishingly drowsy as DJ Screw and as active, energetic and grinding as DUMA. 'Rippler' ratchets into doubletime, with beats overlaying logic and poking holes into squealing, wiry synth sequences. 'Shingles' pops us more assuredly into the rawk mode, with chainsaw axe-like synths and kinetic rhythms that wouldn't sound out of place on a Death Grips album. Then 'Sniffers' rounds things off with the kind of brain-altering chemical synthesis we'd expect on a Rian Treanor transmission. heavy, and v good.
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Ren Schofield bursts back into action with a new Container heavy-hitter that sidesteps obvious techno templates in favor of noisy, bpm-fluxing rippers, hard rawk FM damage and Southern rap tempo lowriding slither. Fuzzed 2 death gearhead sound destruction here: like Rian Treanor struggling with a busted speaker or Pan Sonic producing fer Death Grips.
Schofield's intention for "Creamer" was to traverse more traditionally rock territory than techno - but this doesn't quite capture just how endearingly splattered these tracks sound. The bone dry fried box beat cycles of earlier releases have been pushed to one side for a moment; Schofield's taste for overdrive and synthesis is still present, but pushed into rhythmic forms that challenge as much as his aesthetic choices.
The title track is all speaker-curling kicks and hats, sounding as punishingly drowsy as DJ Screw and as active, energetic and grinding as DUMA. 'Rippler' ratchets into doubletime, with beats overlaying logic and poking holes into squealing, wiry synth sequences. 'Shingles' pops us more assuredly into the rawk mode, with chainsaw axe-like synths and kinetic rhythms that wouldn't sound out of place on a Death Grips album. Then 'Sniffers' rounds things off with the kind of brain-altering chemical synthesis we'd expect on a Rian Treanor transmission. heavy, and v good.
Ren Schofield bursts back into action with a new Container heavy-hitter that sidesteps obvious techno templates in favor of noisy, bpm-fluxing rippers, hard rawk FM damage and Southern rap tempo lowriding slither. Fuzzed 2 death gearhead sound destruction here: like Rian Treanor struggling with a busted speaker or Pan Sonic producing fer Death Grips.
Schofield's intention for "Creamer" was to traverse more traditionally rock territory than techno - but this doesn't quite capture just how endearingly splattered these tracks sound. The bone dry fried box beat cycles of earlier releases have been pushed to one side for a moment; Schofield's taste for overdrive and synthesis is still present, but pushed into rhythmic forms that challenge as much as his aesthetic choices.
The title track is all speaker-curling kicks and hats, sounding as punishingly drowsy as DJ Screw and as active, energetic and grinding as DUMA. 'Rippler' ratchets into doubletime, with beats overlaying logic and poking holes into squealing, wiry synth sequences. 'Shingles' pops us more assuredly into the rawk mode, with chainsaw axe-like synths and kinetic rhythms that wouldn't sound out of place on a Death Grips album. Then 'Sniffers' rounds things off with the kind of brain-altering chemical synthesis we'd expect on a Rian Treanor transmission. heavy, and v good.
Ren Schofield bursts back into action with a new Container heavy-hitter that sidesteps obvious techno templates in favor of noisy, bpm-fluxing rippers, hard rawk FM damage and Southern rap tempo lowriding slither. Fuzzed 2 death gearhead sound destruction here: like Rian Treanor struggling with a busted speaker or Pan Sonic producing fer Death Grips.
Schofield's intention for "Creamer" was to traverse more traditionally rock territory than techno - but this doesn't quite capture just how endearingly splattered these tracks sound. The bone dry fried box beat cycles of earlier releases have been pushed to one side for a moment; Schofield's taste for overdrive and synthesis is still present, but pushed into rhythmic forms that challenge as much as his aesthetic choices.
The title track is all speaker-curling kicks and hats, sounding as punishingly drowsy as DJ Screw and as active, energetic and grinding as DUMA. 'Rippler' ratchets into doubletime, with beats overlaying logic and poking holes into squealing, wiry synth sequences. 'Shingles' pops us more assuredly into the rawk mode, with chainsaw axe-like synths and kinetic rhythms that wouldn't sound out of place on a Death Grips album. Then 'Sniffers' rounds things off with the kind of brain-altering chemical synthesis we'd expect on a Rian Treanor transmission. heavy, and v good.
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Ren Schofield bursts back into action with a new Container heavy-hitter that sidesteps obvious techno templates in favor of noisy, bpm-fluxing rippers, hard rawk FM damage and Southern rap tempo lowriding slither. Fuzzed 2 death gearhead sound destruction here: like Rian Treanor struggling with a busted speaker or Pan Sonic producing fer Death Grips.
Schofield's intention for "Creamer" was to traverse more traditionally rock territory than techno - but this doesn't quite capture just how endearingly splattered these tracks sound. The bone dry fried box beat cycles of earlier releases have been pushed to one side for a moment; Schofield's taste for overdrive and synthesis is still present, but pushed into rhythmic forms that challenge as much as his aesthetic choices.
The title track is all speaker-curling kicks and hats, sounding as punishingly drowsy as DJ Screw and as active, energetic and grinding as DUMA. 'Rippler' ratchets into doubletime, with beats overlaying logic and poking holes into squealing, wiry synth sequences. 'Shingles' pops us more assuredly into the rawk mode, with chainsaw axe-like synths and kinetic rhythms that wouldn't sound out of place on a Death Grips album. Then 'Sniffers' rounds things off with the kind of brain-altering chemical synthesis we'd expect on a Rian Treanor transmission. heavy, and v good.