SOCIAL MEDIA
SEARCH
Login
NEWSLETTER
WHO'S ONLINE
There are 177 unlogged users and 2 registered users online.
You can log-in or register for a user account here.
You can log-in or register for a user account here.
REVIEWS
Buy this album from iTunes
Int
Nauvoo
L3D
The Locative
Held Down by the Sun
Her Room
Rize (5mg)
Ochun
Systema Adroid
BBN
Underneath Outside
Ants in the Water
RELATED REGEN LINKS
NEWS
REVIEWS
INTERVIEWS
Synnack
V2
Force of Nature Productions
Posted: Friday, December 05, 2008
By: Vlad McNeally
By: Vlad McNeally
Former Cut.Rate.Box member ditches EBM in favor of intricate noise and arctic ambience.
In this buzzing alien void labelled V2, it's quite hard to fathom that this project stems from one of America's long lost electro/industrial greats, Cut.Rate.Box's Clint Sand. When one approaches Synnack, one can surmise that it will still be electronic music, but this incarnation of Sand has more in common to acts like Autechre and the ambient ends of the rhythmic noise movement rather than anything called EBM.
Though this is a change of pace, Sand clearly is just as adept at weaving a wonderland of breakbeats, machine whirrs, and swirling drones as he is at driving electro/industrial anthems. After being eased in gently with the gentle buzz-saws and sandpaper drones of "Int," "Nauvoo" erupts into throbbing and epileptic snares. With typewriter stutters and sheet metal clatters filling in the holes of this drum & bass influenced piece, it feels oddly organic despite the best efforts of its occasional glitch riffs and distant ghostlike warbles. Still, this is a bit of a curveball on Synnack's part, as this along with its other noisome moments are only like occasional bursts of audio spice within their ambient stew.
Though still beat-oriented, the plastic barrel thud of "The Locative" is intermittent and emotionless, especially when curtailing the disc's most aggressive outbursts. "Held Down by the Sun" quickly follows, offering a gentle bongo thrum, heartbeat murmurs, subtle static crackles, and lush flanged washes. Later on, "Rize (5mg)" hums in tranquil and shimmering like a sedative-induced haze, its gentle pink textures slowly flowing into a loose tangle of static crickets and loose bass beats. Still, these gentle cycles only last only so long. Like an ice trawler cutting through a frozen sea, "Her Room" enters with a deep rumble, but halfway to its destination, Synnack awakens; bass rebounds like a racketball, samples mutter, and flanged textures question laser-like whistles in this concussive tangle.
As a whole, comparisons to the less whimsical and experimental releases on Warp Records (such as Autechre, the more accessible Richard D. James work, LFO, etc.) can be made about V2, but that's not necessarily a bad thing. Given time, all those artists matured to become titans within the genre, and Synnack certainly has that potential.
Though this is a change of pace, Sand clearly is just as adept at weaving a wonderland of breakbeats, machine whirrs, and swirling drones as he is at driving electro/industrial anthems. After being eased in gently with the gentle buzz-saws and sandpaper drones of "Int," "Nauvoo" erupts into throbbing and epileptic snares. With typewriter stutters and sheet metal clatters filling in the holes of this drum & bass influenced piece, it feels oddly organic despite the best efforts of its occasional glitch riffs and distant ghostlike warbles. Still, this is a bit of a curveball on Synnack's part, as this along with its other noisome moments are only like occasional bursts of audio spice within their ambient stew.
Though still beat-oriented, the plastic barrel thud of "The Locative" is intermittent and emotionless, especially when curtailing the disc's most aggressive outbursts. "Held Down by the Sun" quickly follows, offering a gentle bongo thrum, heartbeat murmurs, subtle static crackles, and lush flanged washes. Later on, "Rize (5mg)" hums in tranquil and shimmering like a sedative-induced haze, its gentle pink textures slowly flowing into a loose tangle of static crickets and loose bass beats. Still, these gentle cycles only last only so long. Like an ice trawler cutting through a frozen sea, "Her Room" enters with a deep rumble, but halfway to its destination, Synnack awakens; bass rebounds like a racketball, samples mutter, and flanged textures question laser-like whistles in this concussive tangle.
As a whole, comparisons to the less whimsical and experimental releases on Warp Records (such as Autechre, the more accessible Richard D. James work, LFO, etc.) can be made about V2, but that's not necessarily a bad thing. Given time, all those artists matured to become titans within the genre, and Synnack certainly has that potential.
