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With a press release so convoluted and high brow that it makes The Wire look like the Daily Star, I think I'm going to just get straight on and tell you about this collaborative album between the digi-dub guy and the guy from Texas. Both live in "the city that always bleeps" Berlin where the streets are paved with left field electronica.
I was enjoying the opening slab of slinky fizzing dub as an opener and I'm ok too with the rubbery bass twang of 'Skies Okay Blue', not overly convinced about the opening line "I masturbate the universe". Wow that's quite a surface area. Your enjoyment of this record will depend on your ability to stomach Dodd-Ellis's Gil Scott Heron-lying-on-his-back-on-acid spoken word 'poetry', he may be spouting a load of bollocks but it's nothing if not evocative. The music that sits beneath is a skittery incessantly jabbing thing, restless, endlessly wanting some kind of escape. I'm reminded both of Japan and the Orb. Now there's a thing.
'Inward Sun' is the track that first yabbered my ear with some slinky sleazy washed out dub, truly gorgeous. Ach but the voice. How must it feel to know that every time you open your amount you are further ruining the record? All about taste I suppose and if you can stomach the vox there are some fabulous moments to be enjoyed, 'Kidney One's sleek evocative bass-tronica or the Mouse on Mars lollop of 'On Her Plate'. Inst. version please.
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