England born, Berlin based producer Clark returns to Warp records with his 9th full length album with them. Remarkably difficult to pin down Clark offers an even further twist to his deconstructed and then pummelled pop leanings in electronica. With the occasional bow to melancholy but not to past extremes, there’s more of the glitchy joyous confusion.
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So here is that famous techno man Chris Clark making another album, only a couple of heartbeats after his brief switch into soundtrack mode last year with The Last Panthers. You’ll be pleased to know that he’s dialled the tempo and euphoria right back up for this next one with a collection of banging but pretty tunes.
Through all the kick thumps and grinding basses on Death Peak you’ll find cosmic synths playing jaunty, cute melodics and disembodied voices singing loud lullabies to themselves. It almost makes such harder elements like the basses seem out of place. But it turns out it’s both intentional and temporary, part of the overarching musical narrative of the album as it moves toward a “gnarly fearsome mountain peak” at the finale. Well, ‘Hoova’ just turned into a beautiful chill burbling ambient track after some broken beat musings so I dunno, can’t really see this getting too crazy.
OK, well there’s a song called ‘Catastrophe Anthem’. Maybe it does. ‘Slap Drones’ has some pretty raw noise layers tearing the walls apart under the 4x4. This record’s like Lakker, old school Mr Oizo and Andy Stott together in a box. And a pretty good box it is, too.
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