Boomkat Product Review:
One of BEB's key new figures, Tarquin Manek invokes a "unique synthesis of time-dilating folk-jazz romanticism, brittle chamber dub and plasmic post-techno electronics" in Tarquin Magnet, his debut album proper.
However, it's far from his 1st dalliance with the label; the last years have seen him manifest multiple forms in the seance-like F Ingers trio with Sam Karmel and Carla Del Forno, the latter of whom also appeared alongside Tarquin as Tarcar, while he was also recently spotted on Blackest's I Can't Give You The Life You Want LP. And to complete the picture, he was also responsible for a beguiling lo-fi crank as LST for fellow Melburnians, Another Dark Age.
Those projects are all very worth your time but, we'd wager that Tarquin Magnet should be your first port of call if you're playing ketchup. It's a dusty snook behind his mental curtains, treading between the creakiest, liminal boards to dowse for queer and curdled tones, chalky timbres and mildewed dub space.
The pealing clarinet and haptic rustles of album opener Sassafras Gesundheit fake right over 13 minutes of spiralling chamber music morphing into psychoactive folk drones and lacquer-bubbling texture, before spinning left with more abstract, curious, reflective results in the Fortunes Past and Fortunes Begun.
In keeping with BEB's black humour, the title and vibe of Perfect Scorn cast a side-eye over ten minutes of sustained, glowering drones and mulched electronics rending whirligig partials in a subaquatic, dream-like push-and-pull, leaving the mysteries of Blackest Frypan to steep in the corrosive battery juices of its crack'd electronic instruments.