Glitch gone operatic, this has
Atticus Ross electric tension piled into M83 builds. There are highlights: Venter has a brilliant vertigo-inducing rise, Secant climaxes into fragile tunefulness, and early moments provide subliminal punch, but it mostly just bluntly induces stress with dissonance and clatter. The commitment to minimalism's impressive: tracks exist as entities beyond enjoyment, and long periods of (near?) silence drive gulfs between tracks, but its far more easily admired than enjoyed 3/5
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