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When listening to Russell Haswell’s output I’m often given the impression that he primarily creates to fulfill his own personal sonic cravings. I can somehow just detect the passion he has for sound and whether he was making records or not I’m fairly sure he’d still be tinkering and twiddling away, searching for that huge energy rush of flooring sonics. He’s been particularly productive recently, with this album landing just weeks after a superb LP on Downwards. Anyway this time he returns to his spiritual home on Editions Mego with six splendid head rinsers.
As the albums title suggests, the track titles are descriptive and to the point, kicking off with ‘Black Metal Instrumental Intro Demo’ which has a hyper sequenced dual kick drum attack which sounds like it may be controlled by a generative algorhythm. It’s a cheeky number that gradually introduces swathes of crackling voltage that eventually smother the drum as they become more menacing. It sounds like a modular synthesizer has been possessed by some evil force.
‘Urban nO!se’ sounds like Pain Jerk being buggered by Dalek’s. Haswell is in mighty fine form here. As much as I enjoy his live recordings and as well as they are translated for the listener to feel they were almost present, I do sometimes still feel I’m only getting 80% of the picture. These studio recordings however are where the real magic happens, for me at least and demonstrate what a key player Haswell is in the field of experimental noise.
If that didn’t rip you a new rectum then lookout for Killer Snakehead with it’s malfunctioning skewed technoid rhythms and venom spewing caustic electronics. Then there’s the amusingly titled ‘Record Shop Day’ which is an astonishing cacophany of hyperactive frequency abuse that’s going down well as I write at half past two in the morning. Fans of KK Null’s later output should appreciate this one.
‘Rave Nihilation’ in true Ronseal style does what it says on the tin. Sounding like your Euro Techno classics being sung on a busted Karaoke by a robot running out of power but high on techno smack and slowly raving to his own deranged gibbering mentasms.
Finally the set closes with ‘Sheffield’. A Live recording from the steel city recorded by Peter Rehberg and fuck me, it sounds like he tore it up that night! A right old squealer!!! Quite possibly the most enjoyable Haswell album to date.
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