Nice balance between swampy and poppy on this one. Sounds like post-industrial Avey Tare sprung a leak in the programming, only one synth still functional at the waterlogged factory where he's working. Pleasantly unobscure, though, like if we managed to climb down the steel ladder into the hatch, he'd lift up his goggles and say hello. This is off his solo album Down There (yup), out October 26.
October 04, 2010