I was quite keen on hearing Black To Comm's new LP when it dropped by the office recently but with the relentless stream of new releases I think it just managed to slip by our radar, so it's time to rectify that now that the CD version has also reared its head. My familiarity with this lad Marc Richter begins and ends with Fractal Hair Geometry and in comparison with that one the far more organic-sounding Alphabet 1968 is a most sombre affair indeed, particularly the first track which features a piano plaintive enough to make his namesake Melancholy Max burst into fits of tears. From there we'll journey onwards into Gas-eous obscured beatscapes, nurseries soundtracked by lonely mechanical lullabies and enchanted forests made of harps, cushioned all the while by the gentle humming and whirring of pink noise drones. A hugely evocative and involving listen, I think it's safe to say.
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