Bleep

Nasty, frantic bit of gear this, landing on Ramp sub-imprint Pattern via the hands and eyes of Breach aka soul-beats fiend Ben Westbeech (Brownswood). Far removed from his solo material Breach takes the formula of sizzling Carnival tribalism in the drums and runs with it down to a technicolour avenue of noise and confusion, like Roska on speed. Fellow Pattern head Doc Daneeka rolls up the bare bones original in a flurry of hard hitting snare heat and modulated bass.