imagine a lone bulb flickering on-and-off in an underground rave-hive bunker, rust water dripping onto chrome floor, paint peeling of the wall; no-one owns the deeds to this house. this is Gwylo & Micoland: they’d be like Batman and Robin, street smart vigilantes trying to clean up the city-scum, if only that self-same urban mess and disorder didn’t inspire them so. This 9 tracker comes from the dark-half of the city: a love letter to the slums, rust and rubble of urban life. like a city at night, these slabs of IDM stew with phantom noises from corners and crannies: gurning vinyl, glitchy beats, radio static and factory-pumped sirens. its a harsh listen and good for it; a successful attempt at wild-tracking that industrial fug and wail we call a cityscape, would have to be discordant, frightening and headache-inducingly loud, would it not? And yet, the best track bar none is almost a ballad, ‘Heavens Glitch’ shrewdly samples a song from what is undoubtedly the most extreme and disturbing account of urban paranoia - Eraserhead by David Lynch. sounding like it was recorded straight from the VHS, this grainy, vibrato vocal, mixed with bilious Boards-esque beats and icy, fragile violins backing, is a sad and poignant intermission to the Aphex-y lexical-rape and searing, metallic rush of tracks like ‘Fornax.’ No, this is something akin to hearing, at your window late at night, some siren singing from a far-off bar at the other end of the city, when all you’ve got is a broken set-top box, a mouldy packet of Doritos and no chance of cadging a bus fare.

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