Vol. 3
One of contemporary electronic music's true enigmas, Topdown Dialectic keep it perfectly elusive on a 3rd volume of fractal-not-fractional dub thizzers.
Chasing up two hugely sought-after sides with Peak Oil, and those cult classic tapes for /\\Aught, the shadowy producer from the “Western hemisphere” yields eight whorls of pink noise and granular greyscale slosh of the most sensuous calibre on ‘Vol. 3.’ They keep everything flickering and suggestive, oscillating patches of pure heady abstraction with rolling, mercurial rhythms recalling a liquified Resilent or extra spangled Substance to achieve a singular sound in what's all too often a crowded scene of copycats.
Emanating from the same sessions that informed the first two, Vol 3 is distinguished by its extraordinary lushness, operating at skin-tingling ASMR levels of sensitivity and rendered with freeform, vaporous dynamics that just keel us. In the classic ambient sense, the music doesn’t dominate the foreground, preferring to absorb with quietly ravishing tactility.
Apparently this is the final part of a trilogy, and it’s fair to say at this point it’s genuinely one of the most rarified and richly satisfying sets of dub tech finesse of its era. An absolute must check for fans of everything from Huerco S. to Rod Modell to the OG Chain Reaction blueprint.
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One of contemporary electronic music's true enigmas, Topdown Dialectic keep it perfectly elusive on a 3rd volume of fractal-not-fractional dub thizzers.
Chasing up two hugely sought-after sides with Peak Oil, and those cult classic tapes for /\\Aught, the shadowy producer from the “Western hemisphere” yields eight whorls of pink noise and granular greyscale slosh of the most sensuous calibre on ‘Vol. 3.’ They keep everything flickering and suggestive, oscillating patches of pure heady abstraction with rolling, mercurial rhythms recalling a liquified Resilent or extra spangled Substance to achieve a singular sound in what's all too often a crowded scene of copycats.
Emanating from the same sessions that informed the first two, Vol 3 is distinguished by its extraordinary lushness, operating at skin-tingling ASMR levels of sensitivity and rendered with freeform, vaporous dynamics that just keel us. In the classic ambient sense, the music doesn’t dominate the foreground, preferring to absorb with quietly ravishing tactility.
Apparently this is the final part of a trilogy, and it’s fair to say at this point it’s genuinely one of the most rarified and richly satisfying sets of dub tech finesse of its era. An absolute must check for fans of everything from Huerco S. to Rod Modell to the OG Chain Reaction blueprint.
One of contemporary electronic music's true enigmas, Topdown Dialectic keep it perfectly elusive on a 3rd volume of fractal-not-fractional dub thizzers.
Chasing up two hugely sought-after sides with Peak Oil, and those cult classic tapes for /\\Aught, the shadowy producer from the “Western hemisphere” yields eight whorls of pink noise and granular greyscale slosh of the most sensuous calibre on ‘Vol. 3.’ They keep everything flickering and suggestive, oscillating patches of pure heady abstraction with rolling, mercurial rhythms recalling a liquified Resilent or extra spangled Substance to achieve a singular sound in what's all too often a crowded scene of copycats.
Emanating from the same sessions that informed the first two, Vol 3 is distinguished by its extraordinary lushness, operating at skin-tingling ASMR levels of sensitivity and rendered with freeform, vaporous dynamics that just keel us. In the classic ambient sense, the music doesn’t dominate the foreground, preferring to absorb with quietly ravishing tactility.
Apparently this is the final part of a trilogy, and it’s fair to say at this point it’s genuinely one of the most rarified and richly satisfying sets of dub tech finesse of its era. An absolute must check for fans of everything from Huerco S. to Rod Modell to the OG Chain Reaction blueprint.
One of contemporary electronic music's true enigmas, Topdown Dialectic keep it perfectly elusive on a 3rd volume of fractal-not-fractional dub thizzers.
Chasing up two hugely sought-after sides with Peak Oil, and those cult classic tapes for /\\Aught, the shadowy producer from the “Western hemisphere” yields eight whorls of pink noise and granular greyscale slosh of the most sensuous calibre on ‘Vol. 3.’ They keep everything flickering and suggestive, oscillating patches of pure heady abstraction with rolling, mercurial rhythms recalling a liquified Resilent or extra spangled Substance to achieve a singular sound in what's all too often a crowded scene of copycats.
Emanating from the same sessions that informed the first two, Vol 3 is distinguished by its extraordinary lushness, operating at skin-tingling ASMR levels of sensitivity and rendered with freeform, vaporous dynamics that just keel us. In the classic ambient sense, the music doesn’t dominate the foreground, preferring to absorb with quietly ravishing tactility.
Apparently this is the final part of a trilogy, and it’s fair to say at this point it’s genuinely one of the most rarified and richly satisfying sets of dub tech finesse of its era. An absolute must check for fans of everything from Huerco S. to Rod Modell to the OG Chain Reaction blueprint.