What’sa frying!? Although NOT an ode to the artists adoration of the humble egg (his co-run, often egg-centric food blog is essential culinary reading), Container’s new long one is a frantic, pan-scraping, brain-whisking BRUISER of most wholesome depravity!
Falls on ya like an avalanche of scrap metal this one, still steered by the perfectly calibrated, barbaric purity as heard on the holy quad of Spectrum Spool LP’s that arrived over the last decade, SCRAMBLERS sends signals to be mercilessly pulled down into the jaws of gristly, swarming, cassette noise hell. Clueless as to what wasteland could have spawned this beast tbh….dishevelled synthesisers and deflated, syncopated space-hopper DONK are slowly but relentlessly ground and shred to leave only the shrapnel of Börft-style jak-traks and the most scorched, snarling ends of Jamal Moss or Unicorn Hard-On to give us mere mortals any points of reference…Hails the apocalypse as effortlessly as it does the coarse, clownish, MARAUDING spirit needed to not lose TRUTH amidst the techno detritus.
For all you good London folks - lord humungus himself is giving it live siege TONIGHT at Unit MOT as part of the opening ceremony of the famous Static Shock Weekend. Arf!!
**only two of eight tracks available for preview at this time, will update them once the Alterboy releases the hounds**