Boomkat Product Review:
African Ghost Valley gets right down to the nub of it with DMIR, a dubwise package of prolapsed rhythmic noise rumble and atonality perhaps best described as the bridge between Thought Broadcast, Uon and Wanda Group.
DMIR is dub-noise in effect. Luring us in with the unheimlich mystery of Curo’s moist, gravelly ginell, he offers scant handrails inside, with the oceanic NK only offering the faintest, plasmic resonance of scudding dub chords to keep your head above, before Tanz consumes all light into its viscous black mass.
Viv finds him inverting that aesthetic as easily as he shifted shape between the first two, leaving us in eviscerated sci-fi terrain to be welcomed by the first light of a phosphorescing harmonic presence, then DMIR slydes along that scale into denser, overgrown noise, smothering the chords until then glint there in the last strokes, where Timothy appears as the most tangible silhouette of murky, acidic ambient dub recalling Helm’s Olympic Mess sound.