Techno experimentalist Rrose presents Vanishing Pools, a five-track, 30+ minute EP that is longer than several albums I own. No matter though, these are pieces that really benefit from being able to stretch out a little. Dramatically crafted with a tight ear for texture. Vanishing Pools is released on the artist’s own imprint, Eaux.
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- Vanishing Pools by Rrose
9/10 Ant Staff review, 03 September 2015
Rrose emerges from the dancefloor wreckage left in the wake of the recent ‘For Aquantice’ 12” for another session on the artist's own Eaux imprint. Taking us deep into ‘Vanishing Pools’ with an extended 5-track EP.
‘Hole’ furrow’s with pulse’s of clicky percussion, reverb coated rim-shots and distant, liquiform kicks. Immediately the sound recalls early Pan Sonic, gradually an all consuming synth yawns open its jaws and sizzles like pure electricity leaving trails of blue sparks. Rrose’s mastery of building tension is in full effect here; slowly draining the room of oxygen until we're almost breathless but never in danger of suffocation.
Climb out of the hole and ‘Purge’ then proceeds to cleanse the palate with throbbing monotone bassline and flickering, insectoid percussion with serpentine filtering that gives it the dynamics of an electronic rattlesnake moving in and out of alternate dimensions. Forward momentum is provided by rattling hi-hats and dense kicks while additional brain massage is achieved through siren like synth that’s pretty much guaranteed to have dancers tingling in a frenzy of shrieks and ecstatic fist pumping.
‘Curl’ moves into darker more “experimental” terrain, unusually distorted and dirty in comparison to the usual pristine Rrose sound. A monotonous bass loop chugs below morphing synths that combust from molten drones into devouring luminous embers.
The leisurely paced techno of ‘Adrift’ is the EP’s personal highlight; where acidic synth trickles like liquid mercury, forming radiant new alloys, while apparitions linger like the ghosts of Aphex Twin’s ‘Selected Ambient Works Vol. II’.
‘Undergrowth’ had me feeling like I was in a whiteout on the planet Hoth, attempting to conceal myself in the snow, safe from the blue lights of Imperial craft that puncture the blizzard from above.
For some moments after the record ends I feel like I’ve been wired into the mains supply; 240 volts of electricity still blistering through my body, the force responsible for the records creation still flowing through me. Who needs Ready Brek?
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