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4.0 excellent | TheManMachine | December 16th 17 | Never doubt tightly wound primal techno with a sense of humor. With grooves slim and stiff yet buoyant and bangin', what begins as disembodied pitch-shifting utterances leading the way into melodic motion-sickness gradually advances towards a deconstructed+percussive warpage of synth-funk cheese. Minimal but insistent and best of all vibrant, kooky yet composed. Included is a fitting finale that certifies it's just been his "party my party" all along -- quote as monotonous sole line, handclap as monotonous sole adornment, unabashed stretches of robot beatboxing. An elementary masterwork in making laffs outta loneliness if you ask me.
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2.5 average | Yotimi | April 6th 20 |
3.5 great | Wolfe | December 21st 17 |
4.0 excellent | Zeneren | December 20th 17 |
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