Einstein-Rosen Bridge
And so the Stakes are high kids - the sampling cut-up frenzy gets brought to a higher level following the blinding Amen Andrews demolition on Rephlex, the reigns handed over to Planet Mu and mad professor Aaron Funk, sat at the controls with the sharpest sample-cutting skalpel in the business and an infusion of styles and ideas that gives up the playful bump-up of mentallist chopped beats with funk, rave, television and bouncy castle samples - a truly insane, geniously produced vut from a man that knows his snares. "Einstein-Rosen Bridge" lets off steam through a totally different set of tools to the dark angles of last album "Winter in The Belly Of A Snake" - instead deploying a much more playful, if doubly intricate, assembly of beats and sample cuts for those jerky, nervous, jackin flows - funk up brutal styles kids! The "Dub", shock-horror, finds Mr Snares even throwing in a dusty flute sample or two, proper jazzbo dubwise space-echoes with a house-of-horrors air of anticipation filling the space beautifully. Killer. "Epstein-Horshack Lids", meanwhile, keeps to that twisted sitcom demolition, this time giving up a more digital arrangement of beats and human beatbox shockouts - another display of the man's rude, busy, mad genius skills. Killer business.
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And so the Stakes are high kids - the sampling cut-up frenzy gets brought to a higher level following the blinding Amen Andrews demolition on Rephlex, the reigns handed over to Planet Mu and mad professor Aaron Funk, sat at the controls with the sharpest sample-cutting skalpel in the business and an infusion of styles and ideas that gives up the playful bump-up of mentallist chopped beats with funk, rave, television and bouncy castle samples - a truly insane, geniously produced vut from a man that knows his snares. "Einstein-Rosen Bridge" lets off steam through a totally different set of tools to the dark angles of last album "Winter in The Belly Of A Snake" - instead deploying a much more playful, if doubly intricate, assembly of beats and sample cuts for those jerky, nervous, jackin flows - funk up brutal styles kids! The "Dub", shock-horror, finds Mr Snares even throwing in a dusty flute sample or two, proper jazzbo dubwise space-echoes with a house-of-horrors air of anticipation filling the space beautifully. Killer. "Epstein-Horshack Lids", meanwhile, keeps to that twisted sitcom demolition, this time giving up a more digital arrangement of beats and human beatbox shockouts - another display of the man's rude, busy, mad genius skills. Killer business.
And so the Stakes are high kids - the sampling cut-up frenzy gets brought to a higher level following the blinding Amen Andrews demolition on Rephlex, the reigns handed over to Planet Mu and mad professor Aaron Funk, sat at the controls with the sharpest sample-cutting skalpel in the business and an infusion of styles and ideas that gives up the playful bump-up of mentallist chopped beats with funk, rave, television and bouncy castle samples - a truly insane, geniously produced vut from a man that knows his snares. "Einstein-Rosen Bridge" lets off steam through a totally different set of tools to the dark angles of last album "Winter in The Belly Of A Snake" - instead deploying a much more playful, if doubly intricate, assembly of beats and sample cuts for those jerky, nervous, jackin flows - funk up brutal styles kids! The "Dub", shock-horror, finds Mr Snares even throwing in a dusty flute sample or two, proper jazzbo dubwise space-echoes with a house-of-horrors air of anticipation filling the space beautifully. Killer. "Epstein-Horshack Lids", meanwhile, keeps to that twisted sitcom demolition, this time giving up a more digital arrangement of beats and human beatbox shockouts - another display of the man's rude, busy, mad genius skills. Killer business.
And so the Stakes are high kids - the sampling cut-up frenzy gets brought to a higher level following the blinding Amen Andrews demolition on Rephlex, the reigns handed over to Planet Mu and mad professor Aaron Funk, sat at the controls with the sharpest sample-cutting skalpel in the business and an infusion of styles and ideas that gives up the playful bump-up of mentallist chopped beats with funk, rave, television and bouncy castle samples - a truly insane, geniously produced vut from a man that knows his snares. "Einstein-Rosen Bridge" lets off steam through a totally different set of tools to the dark angles of last album "Winter in The Belly Of A Snake" - instead deploying a much more playful, if doubly intricate, assembly of beats and sample cuts for those jerky, nervous, jackin flows - funk up brutal styles kids! The "Dub", shock-horror, finds Mr Snares even throwing in a dusty flute sample or two, proper jazzbo dubwise space-echoes with a house-of-horrors air of anticipation filling the space beautifully. Killer. "Epstein-Horshack Lids", meanwhile, keeps to that twisted sitcom demolition, this time giving up a more digital arrangement of beats and human beatbox shockouts - another display of the man's rude, busy, mad genius skills. Killer business.