On Hoopsnake, One Unique Signal prove that they are the heaviest and most repetitive noise-rock band in existence. Every song on the album is built from a single crushingly loud and minimal riff that is explored, destroyed and rebuilt by a range of collaborators and gear. Somehow they turn a single riff into a work of art.

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Hoopsnake by One Unique Signal
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8/10 Robin 06 April 2016

The band name suggests hillside ambient; the album title promises shred at a distance. One Unique Signal are one of Fuzz Club’s recent psych-noise outfits and they’re really excited about it: the first track on this thing sees each band-member firing on all cylinders, into one collective, highly energetic, near-malfunctioning cylinder. The riffs in the background (below the fuzz, y’all!) are already at their peak by the time their first note’s been played, crescending automatically and just keeping on with it. The vocals, which eventually curl into place after a swirly, enthused intro on the level of Bo Ningen and Savages, wail and warp around the place with all the disoriented glee of The Telescopes. This is at once a lesson in the execution of simple ideas and a maximalist treat to the ears.

After the gorgeously repetitive “01”, a track in which our fearless lead singer starts feedbacking his own conversations, the band dial their energy into a discordant metallic drone, chewing on their triumphs before coming back on for the flip, which, I think, m a y b e, is going to be psychedelic? My worst fears are not immediately actualised, as the group collate field recordings of birds chirping (because you’ve got to try it at least once in your life) with warmly screeching noise and a centering vocal melody. You didn’t think it could happen on Fuzz Club, but it did. The final piece is a rather lovely reprise, tense from the synth chords that carry it. Is John Carpenter about? Shall we invoke his spirit? Yes. Let’s. What a surprising record.



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