On his fractious 4th album as Egyptrixx, David Psutka sounds like a lost astronaut who’s been ripped from his dancefloor-moorings and sent infinitely spinning in space with steadily decreasing oxygen supply and an infected CPU. The sleek contours of his Transfer of Energy [Feelings of Power] (2015) are replaced with a palette of atonal foley and elusive rhythms and threaded with a sort of atmospheric pathos that beautifully pulls the whole album together.
It sounds as though the influence of his Ceramic TI project - a digital-only release in 2016 on his Halocline Trance label - has seeped out in his work as Egyptrixx, in effect continuing a steady line of elevation and expansion from his Bible (2011) album for Night Slugs via engineering work for fellow Canucks, Jessy Lanza (What You Won’t Do For Love, No) and Junior Boys (Big Black Coat LP) right up to his current, mutant flux of ideas reworked from classic synth-pop, cinematic sound design and up-to-the-second, deconstructed club music.
With a sonic palette perfectly analogised in the dripping but brittle chromatic globule on the jacket and its corresponding ultraviolet colour scheme, Pure, Beyond Reproach feels to pursue a human spirit thru post-human soundscapes both viscerally real and emulated, virtual and hyperreal. All the elements - lush pads, tranquil field recordings, and sparse, cranky drums - are put in place within the weightless first minutes of Lake Of Contemplation, Pool of Fundamental Bond and thoroughly mutated across the record, from the Akira OST nods of We Can Be Concrete and the revved-up vapornoise of Show Me How To Live, to sickly, detached slices of synth-pop recalling John Foxx or YMO’s visions of the future in his cranky title track and the shinier hybrid styles of Anodyne Wants To Ammo, whilst those gasping for a beat proper will get it in the curt drill of Plastic Pebble (Beat), and almost with the weightless inference of Anything U Say, Everything U Do.
RIYL Jesse Osborne Lanthier, Amnesia Scanner, The Sprawl (Mumdance, Logos, Shapednoise)
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On his fractious 4th album as Egyptrixx, David Psutka sounds like a lost astronaut who’s been ripped from his dancefloor-moorings and sent infinitely spinning in space with steadily decreasing oxygen supply and an infected CPU. The sleek contours of his Transfer of Energy [Feelings of Power] (2015) are replaced with a palette of atonal foley and elusive rhythms and threaded with a sort of atmospheric pathos that beautifully pulls the whole album together.
It sounds as though the influence of his Ceramic TI project - a digital-only release in 2016 on his Halocline Trance label - has seeped out in his work as Egyptrixx, in effect continuing a steady line of elevation and expansion from his Bible (2011) album for Night Slugs via engineering work for fellow Canucks, Jessy Lanza (What You Won’t Do For Love, No) and Junior Boys (Big Black Coat LP) right up to his current, mutant flux of ideas reworked from classic synth-pop, cinematic sound design and up-to-the-second, deconstructed club music.
With a sonic palette perfectly analogised in the dripping but brittle chromatic globule on the jacket and its corresponding ultraviolet colour scheme, Pure, Beyond Reproach feels to pursue a human spirit thru post-human soundscapes both viscerally real and emulated, virtual and hyperreal. All the elements - lush pads, tranquil field recordings, and sparse, cranky drums - are put in place within the weightless first minutes of Lake Of Contemplation, Pool of Fundamental Bond and thoroughly mutated across the record, from the Akira OST nods of We Can Be Concrete and the revved-up vapornoise of Show Me How To Live, to sickly, detached slices of synth-pop recalling John Foxx or YMO’s visions of the future in his cranky title track and the shinier hybrid styles of Anodyne Wants To Ammo, whilst those gasping for a beat proper will get it in the curt drill of Plastic Pebble (Beat), and almost with the weightless inference of Anything U Say, Everything U Do.
RIYL Jesse Osborne Lanthier, Amnesia Scanner, The Sprawl (Mumdance, Logos, Shapednoise)
On his fractious 4th album as Egyptrixx, David Psutka sounds like a lost astronaut who’s been ripped from his dancefloor-moorings and sent infinitely spinning in space with steadily decreasing oxygen supply and an infected CPU. The sleek contours of his Transfer of Energy [Feelings of Power] (2015) are replaced with a palette of atonal foley and elusive rhythms and threaded with a sort of atmospheric pathos that beautifully pulls the whole album together.
It sounds as though the influence of his Ceramic TI project - a digital-only release in 2016 on his Halocline Trance label - has seeped out in his work as Egyptrixx, in effect continuing a steady line of elevation and expansion from his Bible (2011) album for Night Slugs via engineering work for fellow Canucks, Jessy Lanza (What You Won’t Do For Love, No) and Junior Boys (Big Black Coat LP) right up to his current, mutant flux of ideas reworked from classic synth-pop, cinematic sound design and up-to-the-second, deconstructed club music.
With a sonic palette perfectly analogised in the dripping but brittle chromatic globule on the jacket and its corresponding ultraviolet colour scheme, Pure, Beyond Reproach feels to pursue a human spirit thru post-human soundscapes both viscerally real and emulated, virtual and hyperreal. All the elements - lush pads, tranquil field recordings, and sparse, cranky drums - are put in place within the weightless first minutes of Lake Of Contemplation, Pool of Fundamental Bond and thoroughly mutated across the record, from the Akira OST nods of We Can Be Concrete and the revved-up vapornoise of Show Me How To Live, to sickly, detached slices of synth-pop recalling John Foxx or YMO’s visions of the future in his cranky title track and the shinier hybrid styles of Anodyne Wants To Ammo, whilst those gasping for a beat proper will get it in the curt drill of Plastic Pebble (Beat), and almost with the weightless inference of Anything U Say, Everything U Do.
RIYL Jesse Osborne Lanthier, Amnesia Scanner, The Sprawl (Mumdance, Logos, Shapednoise)
On his fractious 4th album as Egyptrixx, David Psutka sounds like a lost astronaut who’s been ripped from his dancefloor-moorings and sent infinitely spinning in space with steadily decreasing oxygen supply and an infected CPU. The sleek contours of his Transfer of Energy [Feelings of Power] (2015) are replaced with a palette of atonal foley and elusive rhythms and threaded with a sort of atmospheric pathos that beautifully pulls the whole album together.
It sounds as though the influence of his Ceramic TI project - a digital-only release in 2016 on his Halocline Trance label - has seeped out in his work as Egyptrixx, in effect continuing a steady line of elevation and expansion from his Bible (2011) album for Night Slugs via engineering work for fellow Canucks, Jessy Lanza (What You Won’t Do For Love, No) and Junior Boys (Big Black Coat LP) right up to his current, mutant flux of ideas reworked from classic synth-pop, cinematic sound design and up-to-the-second, deconstructed club music.
With a sonic palette perfectly analogised in the dripping but brittle chromatic globule on the jacket and its corresponding ultraviolet colour scheme, Pure, Beyond Reproach feels to pursue a human spirit thru post-human soundscapes both viscerally real and emulated, virtual and hyperreal. All the elements - lush pads, tranquil field recordings, and sparse, cranky drums - are put in place within the weightless first minutes of Lake Of Contemplation, Pool of Fundamental Bond and thoroughly mutated across the record, from the Akira OST nods of We Can Be Concrete and the revved-up vapornoise of Show Me How To Live, to sickly, detached slices of synth-pop recalling John Foxx or YMO’s visions of the future in his cranky title track and the shinier hybrid styles of Anodyne Wants To Ammo, whilst those gasping for a beat proper will get it in the curt drill of Plastic Pebble (Beat), and almost with the weightless inference of Anything U Say, Everything U Do.
RIYL Jesse Osborne Lanthier, Amnesia Scanner, The Sprawl (Mumdance, Logos, Shapednoise)
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On his fractious 4th album as Egyptrixx, David Psutka sounds like a lost astronaut who’s been ripped from his dancefloor-moorings and sent infinitely spinning in space with steadily decreasing oxygen supply and an infected CPU. The sleek contours of his Transfer of Energy [Feelings of Power] (2015) are replaced with a palette of atonal foley and elusive rhythms and threaded with a sort of atmospheric pathos that beautifully pulls the whole album together.
It sounds as though the influence of his Ceramic TI project - a digital-only release in 2016 on his Halocline Trance label - has seeped out in his work as Egyptrixx, in effect continuing a steady line of elevation and expansion from his Bible (2011) album for Night Slugs via engineering work for fellow Canucks, Jessy Lanza (What You Won’t Do For Love, No) and Junior Boys (Big Black Coat LP) right up to his current, mutant flux of ideas reworked from classic synth-pop, cinematic sound design and up-to-the-second, deconstructed club music.
With a sonic palette perfectly analogised in the dripping but brittle chromatic globule on the jacket and its corresponding ultraviolet colour scheme, Pure, Beyond Reproach feels to pursue a human spirit thru post-human soundscapes both viscerally real and emulated, virtual and hyperreal. All the elements - lush pads, tranquil field recordings, and sparse, cranky drums - are put in place within the weightless first minutes of Lake Of Contemplation, Pool of Fundamental Bond and thoroughly mutated across the record, from the Akira OST nods of We Can Be Concrete and the revved-up vapornoise of Show Me How To Live, to sickly, detached slices of synth-pop recalling John Foxx or YMO’s visions of the future in his cranky title track and the shinier hybrid styles of Anodyne Wants To Ammo, whilst those gasping for a beat proper will get it in the curt drill of Plastic Pebble (Beat), and almost with the weightless inference of Anything U Say, Everything U Do.
RIYL Jesse Osborne Lanthier, Amnesia Scanner, The Sprawl (Mumdance, Logos, Shapednoise)