Muscovite dance music maverick Pavel Milyakov (Buttechno) plays to his avant-garde instincts on a strong album of haunted Soviet synth themes for Berceuse Heroique.
‘La Maison De La Mort’ presents the widest angled definition of Pavel Milyakov’s music since he emerged in the middle of this decade with a self-released string of cult records. Where those early 12”s and follow-ups for Collapsing Market, City-2 St. Giga, TTT and Cititrax veered between mutant dance music, ambient asides and psych rock dérives, his new album is similarly prone to diversity of stricture and feel, but it’s also his most closely themed set to date.
The array of modular misshapes, post-industrial noise and spectral electronics in ‘La Maison De La Mort’ conjure imagery connoting forests of concrete tower blocks, numb faces and spasms of cold Russian spirit that keenly lend themselves to comparison with a soundtrack for an unmade Tarvoksky or some poverty porn documentary like Vice’s ‘Krokodil Tears’.
Breaking down into two distinct sections, the first plate obliquely sets the scene with a more fractious push and pull of cold, angular modular twangs and asymmetric rhythms, leading into starkly compelling dimensions with pieces like ‘FFF’ and the clangorous ‘GF-1’ subsiding into frazzled-nerve electro on ‘Synthetics’. By contrast, the 2nd plate is almost warm, evoking a more romantic sci-fi aesthetic thru the furtive ‘90s sci-fi feel of side C’s ‘Moscow Ambience’, ‘Octa Amb Plucks’, and ‘Moon Pad’, and side D’s beautifully strung-out ‘Flights’.
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Muscovite dance music maverick Pavel Milyakov (Buttechno) plays to his avant-garde instincts on a strong album of haunted Soviet synth themes for Berceuse Heroique.
‘La Maison De La Mort’ presents the widest angled definition of Pavel Milyakov’s music since he emerged in the middle of this decade with a self-released string of cult records. Where those early 12”s and follow-ups for Collapsing Market, City-2 St. Giga, TTT and Cititrax veered between mutant dance music, ambient asides and psych rock dérives, his new album is similarly prone to diversity of stricture and feel, but it’s also his most closely themed set to date.
The array of modular misshapes, post-industrial noise and spectral electronics in ‘La Maison De La Mort’ conjure imagery connoting forests of concrete tower blocks, numb faces and spasms of cold Russian spirit that keenly lend themselves to comparison with a soundtrack for an unmade Tarvoksky or some poverty porn documentary like Vice’s ‘Krokodil Tears’.
Breaking down into two distinct sections, the first plate obliquely sets the scene with a more fractious push and pull of cold, angular modular twangs and asymmetric rhythms, leading into starkly compelling dimensions with pieces like ‘FFF’ and the clangorous ‘GF-1’ subsiding into frazzled-nerve electro on ‘Synthetics’. By contrast, the 2nd plate is almost warm, evoking a more romantic sci-fi aesthetic thru the furtive ‘90s sci-fi feel of side C’s ‘Moscow Ambience’, ‘Octa Amb Plucks’, and ‘Moon Pad’, and side D’s beautifully strung-out ‘Flights’.