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I'm not sure what is going on here. Zs are one of the most harsh & alarmingly powerful bands i've ever seen live, mainly due to the violently pummeling tribal drums they deployed between their curious jazzy minimalist improv workouts. I left the building thoroughly impressed! The one new track here takes up an entire side of vinyl and is a very odd, spasticated piece of music indeed. Lots of collapsing, stumbling percussion, drunken keys, free jazz elements and crazy squawking sounds. Totally mashed-up man. Genesis B-Orridge (what the fuck is that breyer he's started brandishing? Huh?) throws some insectoid techno shapes into the mix to create a cool scrunchy fuzzed-out screeing mind-fuck with his pal Bryin Dall. Proper ace tune, once called 'Concert Black'. Eccentric old-guard beat mangler Cex also shoehorns an abstracted techno element into his mix but then, carelessly, drops it down a flight of rather wonky stairs, only to carefully re-assemble 'Acres' as a freakish, stuttering mutant of a thing. Think of a much less foreboding Amon Tobin maybe? Jimmy Thirlwell weigs in at the end with a version of 'New Slaves' This closely resembles the real intense majesty of Zs but i'm unsure how much extra input he's added or what he may have removed? It's all too brief anyway, I need a longer fix.....GET THE PROPER ALBUM TOO!!
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