Oakland’s Zachary James Watkins & Ross Peacock play an unwieldy blend of glitched-out, acid-fried-to-a-crisp dub with requisite bass finesse, but also drum machine v. hand percussion drive, dying sampled keyboards, deliciously distracting noise/synth elements & a sneaky sonority that plays peek-a-boo pretty much the whole fuckin’ time, keeping the listener perpetually on the edge of their ear.
Hard to tell what mood this tape would best help to achieve other than “confused” or “onset of a bad acid trip at the club”…which, at the very least, keeps it interesting, right?
and/or
—Jacob An Kittenplan
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