Kutmah is thrown into grey London from the shining sun of L.A. These thumpers were previously on tape. Now pressed and squeezed onto limited edition coloured vinyl (200 copies). Ouch. You can hear sirens sing while demonic sounding bass turns over and over. Kutmah spat these out in London. You can hear the pressure all over it.
Mid-paced atmosphere drenched back-room stalkers infused with menace, textural crackle and hiss, distorted tribalist beats with interesting use of vocal snippets and dystopian synth work not to mention de dark ambient sampledelic sploshings. Curious, enigmatic and surely collectible to the max, These silk screened ten-inchers are nice mood pieces for the more esoteric electronica spotter.
The first bit of this review was from Robin, Brian added some more shit to make it into a complete review. It's almost the same as the other one. Co-team...GO! Lazy, exhausted and ready for our Xmas sleep-a-thon yo.....that's us.