Man, that album art's perfect. Title too. Dumb Flesh is organic and unfamiliar, human and bent in half, wobbling and folding, bursting out into beats that make you feel like something bad's about to happen. There's no horror you can point to, but the uneasy pulses lock together and circle you - you're the only one who doesn't know what's going on at this party.
The production's amazing, blending walls of noise, squoggled vocals, ambient buzzes and other unnameables into a cohesive, mutating sound - M83 after it died and came back from the sematary.
More impressive than interesting, and more interesting than enjoyable, but fans of busy, nervous eletronic fuckery will find a lot to enjoy 3.5/5
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