Does it really matter in a world of blatant commercialism that we don’t know who lies behind the mask. Is it not more important to let the artistry speak for itself, which in this case, does so eloquently. Mercifully there is little chance of hackneyed sugar-sweet vocals on offer and the direction of travel remains intact with these sizzling grooves grabbing you in ways that leave you distorted, out of shape. Intense to the ninth degree, A delivers over ten minutes of brisk, grainy attitude accompanied by an addictive, playful bassline plus the defiant swirl of fizzy tape delay. B, then picks up the pace with crazed rhythms feeling possibly even more dangerous. All here is deeply rewarding.
Release: March 20