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Egyptrixx is the kind of producer who will let you just dance one moment and then blast you with a fine-grain blitz of heavy chewy digital textures the next. Not that this is an antagonistic record: every move that Pure, Beyond Reproach makes is a calculated one that had a positive effect on the listener. Lots to discover within this record. Out on Halocine Trance.

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Pure, Beyond Reproach by Egyptrixx 1 review. Add your own review. 7/10
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7/10 Staff review, 02 February 2017

OK, so I’ve only got 3 tracks to review this from so don’t expect much. But I thought it should be reviewed anyway due to the sheer ridicule of the press release -> if you do nothing else today, click on the ‘press release / tracklist’ button below and behold the elaborate bollocks within.

Stopped laughing/crying? Good. Egyptrixx is a producer who used to make club-ish music on Night Slugs before deciding to focus more on taking the elements of that and consuming them, regurgitating it in front of you into a pile of semi-rhythmic digitalism. Water trickles into an imaginary pool, which is then whisked away from your ears as he slams some samples against each other to simulate a techno beat. This is the first track, which alternates seemingly randomly between these states, a real meander-fest. Next up is ‘VEPN’, which equally assembles scattered parts of churning fuzz distortion and synth-chordal club euphoria into a 2 minute miniature.

By this point I’m wondering what the focal point of the album is, but I can hardly tell from the tiny number of tracks that I’ve got to work with. ‘Plastic Pebble [beat]’ is the last one that does seem to take many strange abrasive textures and rebuild them into a slow, dub/trap beat. Some strange alien speech noises join in to unsettle you further. But without much else to go on, that’s all folks.



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