Crescent Shaped Scars by Covered In Sand

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Vinyl 10" £7.49 MIRA008

10" on Mira aka Shifted.

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Crescent Shaped Scars by Covered In Sand
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9/10 Ant 09 May 2014

Covered In Sand is an alias of Guy Brewer aka Shifted, Alexander Lewis, delete_everything, Relay and Pacific Blue. ‘Crescent Shaped Scars’ is his second 10” for his Avian sublabel Mira which has previously released 10”s from the likes of Bleaching Agent, Worn, Burma Camp and Prostitutes. Each of Guy’s pseudonyms has a specific character or style but there’s an aesthetic continuity that runs through them all. I’d say Covered In Sand is probably closest to his output as Shifted although there’s possibly a noisier and slightly more abrasive colder industrial edge to this particular handle.

‘Luarica’ fills the A-side with slightly distorted clanking tribal/ ritual/ voodoo drums with shards of feedback-ish noise that wail throughout the track. I’m reminded a bit of Cut Hands although the rhythm is more linear. It’s somewhere between techno and rhythmic noise with a splash of power electronics for good measure.

Over on the B-side things get somewhat more unnerving, bleaker and paranoid with smothered vocal samples occasionally popping up on the beatless ‘Orapa’ An Interview’ where the indecipherable conversation mingles with throbbing sub-bass and room swallowing dirty foggy analogue noise. Plenty of low end rumbling and some higher frequencies howling away.

Venetia’ hits back with some percussion, a straightforward but effective rhythm with dense noise and gritty, filthy textured atmospherics given extra industrial weight when the reverb and delay treated metallic percussion hits; further boosting the energy for the darkest of dancefloors. A deadly black techno weapon, no messin’.


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