Everything here, from drum rhythms to keyboards, from the vocals to the samples, appears to have been blown up right unto its tautest point and then told to hang on for dear life. But the funny thing is, this technique works beautifully — it’s a sensual synthesis. It means that no part of the album is forced to fight to be heard and that all get the chance to breathe and develop fully.
It also makes for an incredibly robust and full sound. This guy is not afraid to use silence as both an instrument and a weapon, which makes the synths sound quite beautiful in their iciness, the guitar parts very rough, raw and razor-sharp, and the fearsome voice samples pretty primal in their growlings. This is, in short, what the Cure’s Disintegration would have sounded like if they had Kraftwerk produce it. And it is wonderful.