It takes a lot of confidence to pull off extreme minimalism, and a decent amount of talent. MIDDEX's debut album, No Home, is aiming for these extremes. Synth lines repeated longer than you'd believe, rendered with a hardness of tone that makes this a text book 'punishing listen'. Limited to 300 copies.
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Always content to dwell in the shadows of post-industrial urban wastelands are the Polytechnic Youth label and their latest record; this time in the form of MIDDEX (Kevin Hendrick) and his debut LP. ‘No Home’ follows up his two short-run, sold out 7” singles for the label and showcases his stark, bleakly monotone analog synth sound, cheap scuzzy drum machine and even more monotonous, cavernously echoing spoken-shouted voice.
The sounds inhabit a world where The Normal’s ‘Warm Leatherette’ was cold, clammy and damp to the touch and The Human League never made ‘Reproduction’ -- and certainly never got breathed upon by anything vaguely ‘pop’. In other words, it’s 1978 in a parallel dimension; we all live in crumbling brick caves and power-cuts are commonplace. And if you get that, that’s just fine. But the harsh, ad nauseum synths and squeals do grate after 3 or 4 tracks. To my ears anyway. Plenty of food for thought there.
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