Artists always seem to want their audiences to understand that they're not just x, but also y. (And z.) So it's somehow no surprise to see Simian Mobile Disco retreat to a quick and dirty label of balls-to-the-wall dance floor tracks after their pop-centric collaboration-heavy full-length last year. Delicacies, their new label, is set up to ensure that people understand that when the duo DJs that they shouldn't be expecting the SMD light show. They should be expecting "lots of wonky techno and...unfinished Delicacies stuff as well."
Aspic / Nerve Salad is exactly as Jas Shaw describes the label: "disgusting things that are enjoyed by a small group of people." Both tracks are filthy techno that seemingly have little to do with their recent output. In a different world, "Nerve Salad" could pass for a SCI+TEC track. It's dank atmosphere is leavened by SMD's preternatural instinct to allow some melody into the mix, but it's detuned and uncomfortable. Wonky, in other words. A-side "Aspic" is straighter, working its tinny riff into your brain via the fact that they let the thing run for what seems like eight straight minutes. It'd be annoying if they didn't put a massive amount of effects on the thing throughout, giving you a reason to follow its many permutations as though it were a pair of socks in the washing machine.
Aspic / Nerve Salad is exactly as Jas Shaw describes the label: "disgusting things that are enjoyed by a small group of people." Both tracks are filthy techno that seemingly have little to do with their recent output. In a different world, "Nerve Salad" could pass for a SCI+TEC track. It's dank atmosphere is leavened by SMD's preternatural instinct to allow some melody into the mix, but it's detuned and uncomfortable. Wonky, in other words. A-side "Aspic" is straighter, working its tinny riff into your brain via the fact that they let the thing run for what seems like eight straight minutes. It'd be annoying if they didn't put a massive amount of effects on the thing throughout, giving you a reason to follow its many permutations as though it were a pair of socks in the washing machine.
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