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As a hot album this most certainly is–hot in the sense of being so very now, in the wake of the stutter-beat pigeonhole-eschewing masterpieces presented by FlyLo and his many almost-there-peers (brethren for the sake of an easy parallel); and in terms of just how caustic some of these compositions are on the synapses. If the heat isn't felt by the close of Bretagne, then Automaton will set that unlikely situation straight. How best to convey just how the track collapses the canals, smashes up the inside of the skull, and then disappears into the dark trailing bloody, broken remains behind it? Without Actual Physical Violence: a conundrum fit for a comic book villain in too-tight tights. Be sure to clench everything.
It is one of a handful of numbers here that treads ground also occupied by King Cannibal, so far as gut-busting, knuckle-whitening bass goes; through the right speaker set-up it, as well as the twin Voids and the ironically titled Greatest Silence, will threaten the very foundations of whatever basement/bedsit/black hole it's cranked out from within. The tracks that pop and fizz, spit and bubble are closer in keeping with the dubstep world's more visible protagonists, each detached vocal bringing Lorn closer to a commercial centre certain to earn pounds as well as plaudits. But this man is no Starkey, no Benga, and certainly no Rusko–good-time vibes are conspicuous by their absence, and the prevalent vibe is one of peculiar melancholy. Whenever the otherwise pervading menace subsides, anyway. Take Army of Fear–though set to a military percussive motif that's reminiscent of a thousand rap backing tracks, the keys emanate a pain unique to the darker corners of contemporary electronica.
Another couple of out-of-towners like Lorn, and Brainfeeder will have itself quite the army of aural assailants ready to invade territories anew. --Mike Diver
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birth name as yet but am led to believe that he hails from Illinois.
His album 'Nothing Else' is on the Brainfeeder label and his MySpace
page informs us that he is 'Sworn to Black'. Nothing else for now
then but maybe more to follow. Watch ThisSpace.
Mr Lorn makes some very interesting noises indeed within the twelve
tracks realised in this fine collection. It is abundantly clear from the
outset that he is a man of imagination and musical intelligence.
The overall mood of the album is dark but somehow jolly despite itself.
Listen to the wonderful grumbly-bumbly back-to-back pieces 'Void 1'
and 'Void 2'. The mechanical pump and thrust of the big bass rhythm
and chattering synth obbligato underpinning both holds up some
delightfully twisted melodic material. Stuff to set the devil dancing!
Taking five steps back to the beginning however and we find a brief
pulsating introduction entitled 'Grandfather' which paves the way to
one of the album's several highlights. 'None An Island' is a stunningly
crafted sonic landscape pinned to the horizon by some wonderfully
rich thematic material played out in the depths of the arrangement
with some dangerous spleen-rattlingly deep beats and in its upper
reaches by richly exotic synth lines and enchanting choral effects.
The scratchy violin intro to 'Army Of Fear' heralds another strong invention.
Part outtake from a war zone; part theme tune to an Ed Wood horror debacle,
it delivers further evidence of a man fully in control of his craft.
'Glass and Silver' deserves its title. The scintillating melodic arabesques
spin and sparkle in the night air like cavorting firebirds. Captivating stuff!
The funky pushmepullyou antics of 'Greatest Silence' is about as splendidly
noisy as any kind of silence could possibly be! Mrs Wolf got quite carried away
listening to it and performed a captivating dance in the style of the Russian Ballet
for my entertainment and pleasure!
Final track 'What's The Use' sports some ghostly half-heard whispered vocals
which prove at the final fence that a truly human heart beats somewhere deep
within the technological viscera of Mr Lorn's cold but generous musical world.
(The black on Black on BLACK artwork is...erm...well...Very Black!)
Mr Lorn, whoever you are, you done good!
Essential.
Musically beautiful, with deep bass and melodic rhythms.
Dark, dark beats that rip out your heart and consume your soul.
if your into future sound of london,frontline assemblys intermix or any instrument electron music with the power to move you
then buy this album
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