Review: Since donning the Prostitutes pseudonym back in 2011, Cleveland's James Donadio has plied his trade on a variety of hyped labels, including Diagonal, Opal Tapes, Night School, Blowing Up The Workshop and Spectrum Spools. Here he returns to the latter with his sixth album in five years. Ghost Detergent is a typically fuzzy, forthright affair, with Donadio variously joining the dots between crusty electro, experimental techno, Cabaret Voltaire style industrial murkiness, mutant ghetto-house (the mad but brilliant "Skeptalepsy"), sludgy electronica ("Pregnant Toad"), and fluid, out-there electrofunk (the Dam Funk meets L.I.E.S wobble of "Fake Hawaiian Suit").
Review: The Contort Yourself tradition of electronics pioneers, modern masters and new names continues into CY003. Enrique comes under that latter banner. The Hot Releases alumnus introduces the EP with the piston pounded belligerence of Dissociate. L.I.E.S. and Nation veteran Beau Wanzer continues this stroll into aggression. Weasels is an upturned work of techno. Nuts, bolts and the grisly inner workings are on show for this fast paced floor mangler. Spain's industrial stalwarts Esplendor Geometrico open the flip. From 1988 the grit of the factory floor is carried into Rotor. A touch of the mystical is injected, chants looped through the hypnotic rhythms in this simmering classic. Broken English Club is on hand to rework Rotor into a guttering piece of Electro tainted machine music. If you're hoping for some respite, think again. Prostitutes (Diagonal) closes with the cruel pummelling percussion of Cuyahoga Frankenstein. A brutal, beefy and brilliant EP.
Review: Having already brought his murky sound to Digitalis and Opal Tapes, James A Donadio makes for a snug fit on Spectrum Spools, and Petit Cochon leaves no room for doubt. There's a visceral urgency to track such as "Suck Out The Reason", which snarls out a tightly-wound set of drums that lean heavy on the snare, while equally rhythmic pulses and scrapes add to the impressive march of the track. "The Bluffer's Corporation" is a more jerky affair layered with playful shouts that offset the grinding unpleasantries and moshy beats. "Build Your Kits" takes a more direct approach that posits a classic jack beat in an uncomfortable environment. At every turn this is a startling and uncompromising sound that smacks you between the eyes with its individuality.
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