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First new solo Perc release in quite some time: it’s been a tough wait. But now Gob is here, three tracks of stern, hammering, noisy techno. Perc channels political anger into the seams of these dancefloor crushers, making them all the more effective. 12” with intense sleeve art on the man’s own Perc Trax label.

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Gob by Perc
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8/10 Ant Staff review, 03 September 2015

I can happily enjoy listening to full on techno at home in small doses but when all is said and done, music like Perc’s is constructed for an environment far removed from the nest. You only ever get half of the picture, so in reviewing this stuff I find I have to imagine I’m absorbing it under the intended circumstances i.e in some filthy warehouse at 2AM and not perched behind a computer screen. Perc’s music doesn’t rely on environment, but strobe lights, dry ice, darkness and sweaty bodies all act as a catalyst for the energy projected by the music.

His mug covered in porridge; Ali Wells is in typically bruising form on the titular ‘Gob’. I dunno where he got these kick drums from? I think he’s been torturing his drum machine, chained up in his basement, and now he’s set it free, it’s spewing out vicious kickdrums determined to tear the living shit out of a club and demolish the walls leaving unsuspecting dancers emerging from the rubble coated in a fine layer of brick dust. This is hard, pummeling techno from the school of The Mover/ PCP as resurrected a coupla years back when MPIA3 loaned Robert Armarni’s kick drums. Processed Human voices sound like they're being sucked down some giant plughole for a moment then back to the storm with razor sharp swishing metal percussion that threatens to cut your arms off should you foolishly wave them in the air.

The militant ‘Gruel’ wastes no time in its agenda to contort bodies. Constantly accelerating with bursts of jagged electronic scree reaching a screeching climax and cheekily avoiding any predictable big ‘drop’.

The apocalyptic ‘Change To Win’ sounds like a transmission from earth into space via failing technology that’s accidently producing power electronics; desperate pleas from humans reaching out for a better life on a different planet hoping to be heard amongst the distortion. Although this music is tough, uncompromising, even brutal it doesn’t project violence or hatred. The energy is positive --liberating body music that enables us to let go, be free from the shackles of control held by clowns in smart suits. This is the sound of anarchy in 2015 - file under music to smash the system.


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