Superimpozer - Thought Fungus by (CD-R Album)

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Swathed in the nano glitches of an alternative future where automaton babies are swaddled and suffocated by the synaptic reeds of a dense and foreboding swamp, a bounteous and exotic plume of opiate smoke drifts over the surface from the neighbouring dens inhabited by creatures at once reminiscent of a bastardised Victorian freak show, passing harlots from lap to lap. These are the sounds of Rowan Porteous.

In an comprehensive album that spans the industrial wastelands of a dystopian epoch to the organic life sources of a very strange garden indeed, fusing each and every track effortlessly with a viscose substance yet to be discovered by man, the artist provides an extremely cerebral and thought provoking listening piece indeed. Nothing is ever quite as it seems allowing much pleasure from repeated outings on our antiquated mediums.

As fresh as a ruptured sewer network and as textured as the finest of mystical cloth, the music never fails to impress nor let go. You are drawn into a multi dimensional zone where every sense is stimulated, an almost visual exercise in the palate of sonic influence, you half expect a tannoy system to wake you from your hypnosis and usher you from the nature reserve where you’ve just feasted on a king’s banquet, the words, ‘you’ve just been permanently reconfigured,’ echoing in your love sick ears as lesser mortals twitch on the electrical fence of everyday life.

A risky and sure to be seminal album from a rising young talent, make sure keep an eye on him until your clock stops. Tick, tock…

Bruce McClure [Seed Records] on Thought Fungus . . .