Dub's a frustrating space to pin down, kinda know-it-when-I-hear-it.
Something about the specific heady fullness of that bass sound brings the word to my fingers, something about that wave of reverb, absent any real connection to the roots.
But the dub tag goes on here.
But this's more than twoncy 90's headbobbing, it's a post-Avalanchian sense of reinvention in sampling.
Occasionally fucking gorgeous. Goddamn that William Tyler opener.
And elsewhere raving up and on out.
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I have no ideas what these boys are doing, is what I'm saying.
But it's woolly and impossible and groovesome and inventive and blindingly brilliant.
A suckerpunch of beauty and hookability that only gets better with deeper looks, until you don't know what's new or old, what's data what's pointer, what's source what's echo.
Essential shit 4.5/5
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