Boomkat Product Review:
Liminal, hypnagogic cold wave from the edgelands of London, marking up a strong new addition to The Tapeworm
For their 2nd long format trip as Middex, following tapes and 7”s for Polytechnic Youth and Makina Books, the drolly enigmatic protagonist conveys a sense of life spent under low flying planes, “where runways and canals are false exits” in a four-square set of barely-there songs which also come radically reframed by Oblex, aka the chimeric hybrid of Lindsay Corstorphine’s Oblate and Middex.
The original are drily puckered observations on the mundanity of suburban sprawl and about the periphery’s relationship to the centre, with Middex’s vox placed elusively in-the-mix against endless 2-storey drones and electronic metaphors for the meridian phosphorescence of the city at night.
On the B-side the Oblex versions short circuit the connection between edge and core, smudging out the vocals and a sense of self, dematerialise the songs in a more cryptic series of transmissions recalling the stubbed and nubby sound of Thought Broadcast or The Stomach on L.I.E.S. This is exactly the kind of weirdness tapes are ideal for.