Boomkat Product Review:
Creeping up on you like 3am on a work night, when you should be falling asleep but the moon is too bright and your flat starts is contracting with the cold, Naaahhh’s deeply blunted Themes for Blackest Ever Black nails that feeling of transition between worlds, of spirits dissolving into the ether and ready to chuck a few coins to the sandman.
In circulation since early this year, they are as effective as these homemade valium that are knocking around Manchester right now for setting you in that drifty wonky state of soma, coursing the lushest pads thru Blooz, and melting away like a decaying plant in Vini Reilly’s flat with Empty Rituals, whereas My Theme dredges Cthulhu-like dread bass from deep below, and Theme 2 seems to feel out the uncanny valley between Leyland Kirby and his The Caretaker alter ego.
Or, as BEB eloquently put it: “Five tracks of darkside slither from somewhere under London. Sidereal downers for all hardcore ravers. The dread energy of grime and bleep techno distilled into pungent electro-acoustic ooze. Paranoid street music meets the cosmic disturbances of musique concrète, the MDMA spine-freeze of isolationism and England’s hidden reverse. Staccato string stabs, murmured voices, black holes of reverb and pulverising, body-numbing bass. Drums optional. Unwanted side-effects include nosebleeds, earaches, stomach cramps, and nausea. Just say naaahhh.”