Last year, Martha Skye Murphy released the triptych Concrete; an EP of three, icy pieces of baroque pop featuring production from FKA Twigs. Gravelly, astral, and ethereal, Concrete was as expansive as it was fleeting. Gone in just over twelve minutes, Concrete gave credence to Murphy’s skill as writer and
Russia is fascinating place, culturally speaking. Seemingly insular, the music that arrives from this part of the world is often incomparable to anything else that’s happening right now. Sure, there’s the odd Tatu or to some extent even Pussy Riot, but for the most part Russia’s artists have avoided assimilated
ambient / doomcore / experimental / Industrial / Techno
Aleksi Perälä is the definition of a stalwart. The Finnish producer has been programming tunes to move your body to since the late 90’s. But his most distinct quality is his ability to evolve his sound with the times; he’s always created left-field EBM that walks the tightrope between techno
It often feels as if Burial occupies an entirely different time space to everyone else, an outsider quality that has made the UK producer both icon and enigma. Maintaining a ghost in the machine aura that’s had people guessing he could actually be anyone from Four Tet to Skrillex for
Harmattan, the latest project from London based multidisciplinary composer Klein, opens with a simple enough gesture; a piano aria. But as for solo / piano reaches its apex, the chords scatter and spin erratically before surging into the sparse syncopation of roc. It’s intrinsic to the album’s namesake; the harmattan
ambient / Avant-Garde / experimental / music producer / Neo-Classical / New Album / UK
Jon Hopkins is making new age wellness music. To be honest, there’s really no better way to describe the sort of music that the English techno producer has specifically formulated to guide the listener through a psychedelic trip. Immersive, amorphous and (sometimes) overwhelming pieces of ambient, perhaps? The concept is
Image: Incienso We’re not going to lie, this was solely intended to be a review of New York producer Anthony Naples’s latest album, Chameleon. But as fate would have it, lo and behold the arrival of Club Pez, his latest EP. Both are released on his label Incienso. So now
Pigeonholing the sort of music that elusive English producer Shackleton creates toward any sort of categorisation is likely a futile exercise. While the Woe to the Septic Heart! founder’s early work slips neatly into the breaks and bass cannon, it’s his later offerings that are more difficult to pinpoint. His
What is it that makes a game great? Is it the gameplay, the truly immersive storyline or the small side quests and Easter eggs? Perhaps it’s all of the above but it’s difficult to deny the true importance of an epic soundtrack to accompany the game. Few know it better
