It was hard to wriggle out of the Aphex niche that attached itself to him so insistantly after the release of his debut "Clarence Park" album for Warp, but "Empty The bones of You" is a bold step in an entirely otherworldy direction for the unquestionably talented Mr Clark. The 14 tracks take in many familiar electronic sights, but the production and agility displayed make for hugely rewarding listening. "Indigo Optimus" opens with a classic arrangement of glitch, found sounds, decimated loops and appregiated synths - headphone listening making room for a hugely impressive spectrum of low-end modulations and haphazard jerks that somehow fit together effortlessly. "Tyre" nods towards the Sati-esque tinkering of his mentor with a beautifuly evocative distant caress of the Piano, abruptly giving way to the crisp hip hop squash of "Toucan" in all its relentless glory. "Umbilical Hut" steals the show for us though, a suitably embrionic pitter patter of percussive feet and some mindblowing digital reconstruction, at once complex and charmingly simple in the finest electronic sense. This is an album that refuses to sink its teeth into one particular strand of the genre, instead displaying a hugely impressive skill with electronic production in all its moods and varied temperaments. An artist to pay close attention to.
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It was hard to wriggle out of the Aphex niche that attached itself to him so insistantly after the release of his debut "Clarence Park" album for Warp, but "Empty The bones of You" is a bold step in an entirely otherworldy direction for the unquestionably talented Mr Clark. The 14 tracks take in many familiar electronic sights, but the production and agility displayed make for hugely rewarding listening. "Indigo Optimus" opens with a classic arrangement of glitch, found sounds, decimated loops and appregiated synths - headphone listening making room for a hugely impressive spectrum of low-end modulations and haphazard jerks that somehow fit together effortlessly. "Tyre" nods towards the Sati-esque tinkering of his mentor with a beautifuly evocative distant caress of the Piano, abruptly giving way to the crisp hip hop squash of "Toucan" in all its relentless glory. "Umbilical Hut" steals the show for us though, a suitably embrionic pitter patter of percussive feet and some mindblowing digital reconstruction, at once complex and charmingly simple in the finest electronic sense. This is an album that refuses to sink its teeth into one particular strand of the genre, instead displaying a hugely impressive skill with electronic production in all its moods and varied temperaments. An artist to pay close attention to.
It was hard to wriggle out of the Aphex niche that attached itself to him so insistantly after the release of his debut "Clarence Park" album for Warp, but "Empty The bones of You" is a bold step in an entirely otherworldy direction for the unquestionably talented Mr Clark. The 14 tracks take in many familiar electronic sights, but the production and agility displayed make for hugely rewarding listening. "Indigo Optimus" opens with a classic arrangement of glitch, found sounds, decimated loops and appregiated synths - headphone listening making room for a hugely impressive spectrum of low-end modulations and haphazard jerks that somehow fit together effortlessly. "Tyre" nods towards the Sati-esque tinkering of his mentor with a beautifuly evocative distant caress of the Piano, abruptly giving way to the crisp hip hop squash of "Toucan" in all its relentless glory. "Umbilical Hut" steals the show for us though, a suitably embrionic pitter patter of percussive feet and some mindblowing digital reconstruction, at once complex and charmingly simple in the finest electronic sense. This is an album that refuses to sink its teeth into one particular strand of the genre, instead displaying a hugely impressive skill with electronic production in all its moods and varied temperaments. An artist to pay close attention to.
It was hard to wriggle out of the Aphex niche that attached itself to him so insistantly after the release of his debut "Clarence Park" album for Warp, but "Empty The bones of You" is a bold step in an entirely otherworldy direction for the unquestionably talented Mr Clark. The 14 tracks take in many familiar electronic sights, but the production and agility displayed make for hugely rewarding listening. "Indigo Optimus" opens with a classic arrangement of glitch, found sounds, decimated loops and appregiated synths - headphone listening making room for a hugely impressive spectrum of low-end modulations and haphazard jerks that somehow fit together effortlessly. "Tyre" nods towards the Sati-esque tinkering of his mentor with a beautifuly evocative distant caress of the Piano, abruptly giving way to the crisp hip hop squash of "Toucan" in all its relentless glory. "Umbilical Hut" steals the show for us though, a suitably embrionic pitter patter of percussive feet and some mindblowing digital reconstruction, at once complex and charmingly simple in the finest electronic sense. This is an album that refuses to sink its teeth into one particular strand of the genre, instead displaying a hugely impressive skill with electronic production in all its moods and varied temperaments. An artist to pay close attention to.