Opal Tapes are really hitting their stride with this latest batch of esoteric underground oddities. Following acclaimed issues on No Pain In Pop - 'Needs Continuum' and Torn Hawk's 'Cowboys (For Karen)' revision - Karen Gwyer kits Redcar's finest with the mind-bending avant-techno vortices of 'Kiki The Wormhole'. The approach here feels more urgent and cosmic than previous transmissions, purposefully setting out to trigger stranger emotions with the beautifully off-key synth tunings and clipped, galloping rhythmatics of the two part 'Free Food / One Men Striper'. The free-floating and beatless 'You Big' follows, and whilst the pacing is much slower, sanguine, she's pushing much further into deep space sound. 'Hippie Fraca' brings the beat back subtly but to driving effect, tentatively spitting kicks and resonant electro pings over lush drones before engaging with the wormhole proper for ten minutes of fractured, sputtering swingjack and breathless choral pads bound for finest kosmic dancefloors. RIYL Mark McGuire, MSOTT, Actress, Petar Dundov
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Opal Tapes are really hitting their stride with this latest batch of esoteric underground oddities. Following acclaimed issues on No Pain In Pop - 'Needs Continuum' and Torn Hawk's 'Cowboys (For Karen)' revision - Karen Gwyer kits Redcar's finest with the mind-bending avant-techno vortices of 'Kiki The Wormhole'. The approach here feels more urgent and cosmic than previous transmissions, purposefully setting out to trigger stranger emotions with the beautifully off-key synth tunings and clipped, galloping rhythmatics of the two part 'Free Food / One Men Striper'. The free-floating and beatless 'You Big' follows, and whilst the pacing is much slower, sanguine, she's pushing much further into deep space sound. 'Hippie Fraca' brings the beat back subtly but to driving effect, tentatively spitting kicks and resonant electro pings over lush drones before engaging with the wormhole proper for ten minutes of fractured, sputtering swingjack and breathless choral pads bound for finest kosmic dancefloors. RIYL Mark McGuire, MSOTT, Actress, Petar Dundov
Opal Tapes are really hitting their stride with this latest batch of esoteric underground oddities. Following acclaimed issues on No Pain In Pop - 'Needs Continuum' and Torn Hawk's 'Cowboys (For Karen)' revision - Karen Gwyer kits Redcar's finest with the mind-bending avant-techno vortices of 'Kiki The Wormhole'. The approach here feels more urgent and cosmic than previous transmissions, purposefully setting out to trigger stranger emotions with the beautifully off-key synth tunings and clipped, galloping rhythmatics of the two part 'Free Food / One Men Striper'. The free-floating and beatless 'You Big' follows, and whilst the pacing is much slower, sanguine, she's pushing much further into deep space sound. 'Hippie Fraca' brings the beat back subtly but to driving effect, tentatively spitting kicks and resonant electro pings over lush drones before engaging with the wormhole proper for ten minutes of fractured, sputtering swingjack and breathless choral pads bound for finest kosmic dancefloors. RIYL Mark McGuire, MSOTT, Actress, Petar Dundov
Opal Tapes are really hitting their stride with this latest batch of esoteric underground oddities. Following acclaimed issues on No Pain In Pop - 'Needs Continuum' and Torn Hawk's 'Cowboys (For Karen)' revision - Karen Gwyer kits Redcar's finest with the mind-bending avant-techno vortices of 'Kiki The Wormhole'. The approach here feels more urgent and cosmic than previous transmissions, purposefully setting out to trigger stranger emotions with the beautifully off-key synth tunings and clipped, galloping rhythmatics of the two part 'Free Food / One Men Striper'. The free-floating and beatless 'You Big' follows, and whilst the pacing is much slower, sanguine, she's pushing much further into deep space sound. 'Hippie Fraca' brings the beat back subtly but to driving effect, tentatively spitting kicks and resonant electro pings over lush drones before engaging with the wormhole proper for ten minutes of fractured, sputtering swingjack and breathless choral pads bound for finest kosmic dancefloors. RIYL Mark McGuire, MSOTT, Actress, Petar Dundov