Analog Worms Attack
When 'Flat Beat' reached Number One earlier this year with the aid of sharp furry animal Flat Eric, you kinda suspected in your bones that it was a one-off, an endearingly head-nodding slab of monotonMore on
Well, fuck that shit, 'cos this is hot! So hot, in fact, that it even buries 'Flat Beat' at the back, as one of those secretive bonus-track type things! No big deal, pal!
In the body of 21st-century music this is the life-giving grub incumbent in the colon, it gobbles away on synthetic sounds, Faltermeyer-ish disco samples, snatches of Monty Python dialogue, melding together great thunderous rumblefests ('Analog Wormz Sequel'), low sonic burbs, deliciously phat squelchyness ('Monophonic Shit'), panicky squeaks and top-hole scratching ('No Day Massacre'/'Last Night A DJ Killed My Dog'); it's the fizz and parp of techno quackery at its finest and funniest and gives emetic relief to (post)rock's miserabilist stuck-up arse.
Of course the mighty Mouse On Mars have been wryly playing the synth-aided buffoon for some years now, but nothing compares to this for sheer inducement to make with the funky chicken-wing arms and the butt-wobble strut.
You want visceral? This is literally from the guts. And it tickles.
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