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Abrams introduces this disc with a quick little Hello (0:11) in the form of muted pulsations. A stuttering monotone of a microrhythm lies beneath the puffy glow of A Shell, occasionally switching to a more-direct beat. Dotted by motes not unlike the spattering of a vinyl record, Academic blips with hazy bleats, not quite meshing with an additional percussive cycle.
Not as scary as the title may imply, Monsters locks into a repetitious set of patterns, varying slightly as it progresses. Bespeckled with grainy bits, The Theory floats lightly atop gauzey percolations and bass bubbles.
An insistent groove is reduced to its subatomic elements, as
Bendy pitter-patters and thrums, sometimes popping in and out of phase.
Wispy cymbal-esque cycles and throbbing lows permeate the billowing rays of
Duck Beam, though those elements drop out in the final moments.
Simply dreamy Freezing wafts along in beatless (except for the semi-regular grit) splendor. Bright and boppy, though out-of-focus, Mr Fish (6:19) swims in lazy circles through an effervescent murk.
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