Smoggy radge-packet FUMU wrists a big aggy boo to the dance with ’Skinned’, the mutant, bashment-ready follow-up to his cultishly acclaimed debut CD issued in late 2018 on YOUTH
A member of Manny’s Return To Zero crew with Turinn and Rich Harris, FUMU has become notorious for his cyberpunk style of ruffkut dancehall and knackered house polluted with noisy power electronics. On the ’Skinned’ EP he shells four typically concise dancefloor wreckers inspired as much by the undercurrents of Manchester dancefloors and bedrooms as the Bladerunner landscape of his formative Teesside stomping grounds, resulting a sound compatible with Demdike Stare and Muslimgauze as much as DJ Scud and Ossia.
In four untitled bits he works up a filthy head of steam from swanging dancehall rhythms and industrial drones, booting off with the ruffian shunt of part 1, before shooting shredded jet engine sounds on the stunted drums and distorted graffiti of part 2, before turning it out like Merzbow on the dembow with part 3, and pasting soundsystem chat and primal screams onto murderous subs and in the burnt-out bogle of part 4.
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Smoggy radge-packet FUMU wrists a big aggy boo to the dance with ’Skinned’, the mutant, bashment-ready follow-up to his cultishly acclaimed debut CD issued in late 2018 on YOUTH
A member of Manny’s Return To Zero crew with Turinn and Rich Harris, FUMU has become notorious for his cyberpunk style of ruffkut dancehall and knackered house polluted with noisy power electronics. On the ’Skinned’ EP he shells four typically concise dancefloor wreckers inspired as much by the undercurrents of Manchester dancefloors and bedrooms as the Bladerunner landscape of his formative Teesside stomping grounds, resulting a sound compatible with Demdike Stare and Muslimgauze as much as DJ Scud and Ossia.
In four untitled bits he works up a filthy head of steam from swanging dancehall rhythms and industrial drones, booting off with the ruffian shunt of part 1, before shooting shredded jet engine sounds on the stunted drums and distorted graffiti of part 2, before turning it out like Merzbow on the dembow with part 3, and pasting soundsystem chat and primal screams onto murderous subs and in the burnt-out bogle of part 4.
Smoggy radge-packet FUMU wrists a big aggy boo to the dance with ’Skinned’, the mutant, bashment-ready follow-up to his cultishly acclaimed debut CD issued in late 2018 on YOUTH
A member of Manny’s Return To Zero crew with Turinn and Rich Harris, FUMU has become notorious for his cyberpunk style of ruffkut dancehall and knackered house polluted with noisy power electronics. On the ’Skinned’ EP he shells four typically concise dancefloor wreckers inspired as much by the undercurrents of Manchester dancefloors and bedrooms as the Bladerunner landscape of his formative Teesside stomping grounds, resulting a sound compatible with Demdike Stare and Muslimgauze as much as DJ Scud and Ossia.
In four untitled bits he works up a filthy head of steam from swanging dancehall rhythms and industrial drones, booting off with the ruffian shunt of part 1, before shooting shredded jet engine sounds on the stunted drums and distorted graffiti of part 2, before turning it out like Merzbow on the dembow with part 3, and pasting soundsystem chat and primal screams onto murderous subs and in the burnt-out bogle of part 4.
Smoggy radge-packet FUMU wrists a big aggy boo to the dance with ’Skinned’, the mutant, bashment-ready follow-up to his cultishly acclaimed debut CD issued in late 2018 on YOUTH
A member of Manny’s Return To Zero crew with Turinn and Rich Harris, FUMU has become notorious for his cyberpunk style of ruffkut dancehall and knackered house polluted with noisy power electronics. On the ’Skinned’ EP he shells four typically concise dancefloor wreckers inspired as much by the undercurrents of Manchester dancefloors and bedrooms as the Bladerunner landscape of his formative Teesside stomping grounds, resulting a sound compatible with Demdike Stare and Muslimgauze as much as DJ Scud and Ossia.
In four untitled bits he works up a filthy head of steam from swanging dancehall rhythms and industrial drones, booting off with the ruffian shunt of part 1, before shooting shredded jet engine sounds on the stunted drums and distorted graffiti of part 2, before turning it out like Merzbow on the dembow with part 3, and pasting soundsystem chat and primal screams onto murderous subs and in the burnt-out bogle of part 4.