Also home to Total Leatherette, Glasgow’s Domestic Exile fronts a new tape of frosty, arched-eyebrow synthwave from SUE ZUKI. WE ARE ALL VERY ANXIOUS promises post-ironic Millennial detachment from the track titles (‘fml_25/10’, anyone?), and we get it in spades. The tape opens with some lo-fi, high-strength industrial bangers before settling into a more quixotic, Hype Williams-aping flow.
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A deliciously gloomy tape of self-loathing, disillusioned, dark and cold industrial, depressed synth-punk and discordant electronics outta Glasgow. Sue Zuki, real name Alicia Matthews is half of duo LAPS (MIC, Clan Destine) alongside Golden Teacher’s Cassie Ojay, and also half of sextronica/power-sleaze duo Organs Of Love (Optimo Music).
Opener ‘boring af’ takes gritty techno rhythms and doomy bassline as she declares how boring everything is, including herself, as she demands to be inspired. There’s a genuine feeling of detachment and a humorous self-deprecating slant that’s kinda endearing. The lo-fi trash electronics of ‘always making really terrible decisions’ sound on the brink of collapse as she sings “I hate myself more than I care for you”. There’s a manic energy to the juddering beats of the titular track that echoes the previously heard frustration in her vocals. Then we get the whacked out, downer dream pop of ‘EXCAVATE’, the malfunctioning electronica of ‘fml_25/10’ complete with paranoid “I think I’m dying” vocal. As the narcotic ‘floormaster’ builds, it hovers just on the edge of ecstasy. By the time the tortured blues of closing track ‘enter mine’ is over I was ready to hear the tape all over again. There’s a lot of music at the moment that pretentiously claims to echo the grim realities of 21st Century life blah, blah, blah. This, however, is the real fucking deal, effortlessly oozing genuine pessimism and paranoia. File under: pissed off.
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