Lines Describing Circles
The dude behind productions for Fever Ray and Roll The Dice makes his solo album debut for Digitalis with the hypnotic hardware rituals of 'Lines Describing Circles'. The production on here is just immense - no doubt aided by Pole's pristine Master: there's an epic, bass-heavy undercurrent running throughout the album's 10 tracks that gave us goosebumps listening at high volume, harnessing humming electricity and acoustic sources into amorphous, crushingly oppressive shapes and structures with a bleakly Nordic sensibility. The pieces oscillate between caustic, peaking noise pieces and thrumming rhythms, all glowing with a radioactive energy that's infectious as it is noxious. It really gets into its stride with the plunging subbass pulses and dry, bone-flayed grind of the title track, before devolving into the munted swarms of 'Affricate Consonants' and stepping off with the roiling swagger of big highlight, 'Gulo Gulo Caesitas'. Deeper in, 'Dervish' deploys fibrillating blast beats and noise recalling recent Russell Haswell workouts, and the expanding vortex 'Nihilist 87' melds enigmatic electro-acoustic dimensions beside the Conet Project-like computerised voice of 'Evening Redness In The West' and necessary respite from the gloom in the melancholic pads of the closing couplet. One of the best things we've heard from Mannerfelt - if you're into classic Raster Noton, Ilpo Vaisanen's peerless LIIMA project, Emptyset, Fever Ray, Oni Ayhun or indeed Roll The Dice - this one's a keeper.
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The dude behind productions for Fever Ray and Roll The Dice makes his solo album debut for Digitalis with the hypnotic hardware rituals of 'Lines Describing Circles'. The production on here is just immense - no doubt aided by Pole's pristine Master: there's an epic, bass-heavy undercurrent running throughout the album's 10 tracks that gave us goosebumps listening at high volume, harnessing humming electricity and acoustic sources into amorphous, crushingly oppressive shapes and structures with a bleakly Nordic sensibility. The pieces oscillate between caustic, peaking noise pieces and thrumming rhythms, all glowing with a radioactive energy that's infectious as it is noxious. It really gets into its stride with the plunging subbass pulses and dry, bone-flayed grind of the title track, before devolving into the munted swarms of 'Affricate Consonants' and stepping off with the roiling swagger of big highlight, 'Gulo Gulo Caesitas'. Deeper in, 'Dervish' deploys fibrillating blast beats and noise recalling recent Russell Haswell workouts, and the expanding vortex 'Nihilist 87' melds enigmatic electro-acoustic dimensions beside the Conet Project-like computerised voice of 'Evening Redness In The West' and necessary respite from the gloom in the melancholic pads of the closing couplet. One of the best things we've heard from Mannerfelt - if you're into classic Raster Noton, Ilpo Vaisanen's peerless LIIMA project, Emptyset, Fever Ray, Oni Ayhun or indeed Roll The Dice - this one's a keeper.
The dude behind productions for Fever Ray and Roll The Dice makes his solo album debut for Digitalis with the hypnotic hardware rituals of 'Lines Describing Circles'. The production on here is just immense - no doubt aided by Pole's pristine Master: there's an epic, bass-heavy undercurrent running throughout the album's 10 tracks that gave us goosebumps listening at high volume, harnessing humming electricity and acoustic sources into amorphous, crushingly oppressive shapes and structures with a bleakly Nordic sensibility. The pieces oscillate between caustic, peaking noise pieces and thrumming rhythms, all glowing with a radioactive energy that's infectious as it is noxious. It really gets into its stride with the plunging subbass pulses and dry, bone-flayed grind of the title track, before devolving into the munted swarms of 'Affricate Consonants' and stepping off with the roiling swagger of big highlight, 'Gulo Gulo Caesitas'. Deeper in, 'Dervish' deploys fibrillating blast beats and noise recalling recent Russell Haswell workouts, and the expanding vortex 'Nihilist 87' melds enigmatic electro-acoustic dimensions beside the Conet Project-like computerised voice of 'Evening Redness In The West' and necessary respite from the gloom in the melancholic pads of the closing couplet. One of the best things we've heard from Mannerfelt - if you're into classic Raster Noton, Ilpo Vaisanen's peerless LIIMA project, Emptyset, Fever Ray, Oni Ayhun or indeed Roll The Dice - this one's a keeper.