Restraint is the new aptly titled side-project of Vereker, an exercise in making techno that is forceful, full of noisy abandon but also frustrated and suppressed; the beats need to be plied out with tongs to be heard and the noise shifts but never bowls over. A Time With No Hands is a subtle work from an artist working with an extreme palate.
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- A Time With No Hands by Restraint
Having not heard main project Vereker, going straight into his new moniker Restraint’s new 12” could have gone anywhere from dub to minimal, but it’s ok, it’s not going to be a 12 minute snoozefest because the reality of A Time With No Hands is some nice filthy noise. It’s out on the fairly new label founded by Oliver Vereker himself. The bulk of the A side (there is no tracklist other than I, II and III) is made up of a bubbling cauldron of fuzz growl, gradually building and occasionally giving way to barely audible radio broadcasts and tiny gaps of silence. Some real extreme noise stuff here. 2nd track, ahem, ‘II’, launches further into the radio theme with some more defined speech taking centre stage.
Well, I say more defined, but that’s relatively speaking - it’s buried under a flutter of yet more noise and what might resemble a pulsing bass chord, who can tell. Over to ‘III’ and things start to get properly rhythmic. Those expertly crafted noise layers just beg for some kind of beat, and this delivers with some subby kick shuffle coupled with tiny, scratchy percussion what was probably once a hi hat or something. This format is more or less repeated for the first half with a certain elasticity, allowing in constant variations of the rhythm and some subtle dub delays. The fuzz machine is once again wheeled out for the final moments of the 12”, utterly annihilating any former themes until it all diminishes to that sub groove at square one. Some great noise techno, if a little homogenously ‘fuzz’.
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