Bleep

Big boy bass excursions from that man Laksa, who continues the labels defined aesthetic of ramped up torque with no time for niceties. The title track is a rip roarin’, gut punchin’, alien communicatin’ and all conquering anthem. The insanity inducing synths are seriously not suitable pre-2am. On the flip side ‘Ctrl Delete’ runs a straighter course. A reverberated acid bassline hovers atop hauntingly intensifying synths with the raw percussive parts shuffle on in the background.