First of all, whilst I've heard a lot of Autechre's material, this was the first album I heard. I was expecting it to be uncomfortable listening, edgy, unlistenable abstract techno. Well, it is, but only for a few seconds. A few seconds, that's how long it takes for the songs to establish themselves. It is here where the head is filled with cold, clinical industrial imagery. Pretty soon, though, the rhythms become drones and you're sucked in, hypnotised, comfortably at one with the machines. It's a pleasent sensation, and because most of the tracks are lengthy affairs, you spend a lot of the album floating happily in a vat of oil, or something. It's only when the next track grinds into life where the flow stops. You're shaken awake rather rudely and all is not well, before you settle back down again into the groove.
Each track has a different feel. It's a cliche to say so, but the album really is like a journey, an exhibition of different mental states. This is real Metal Machine Music. Far from unlistenable, I have trouble stopping myself from picking it up every time I tease a CD from the rack.