The debut album from Brighton, England duo Dead Fader, Corrupt My Examiner is an unexpectedly joyful blast of electronic noise, nine tracks filled with distressed synths, bass pulses and deteriorated sounds strewn across chopped beats. "Corrupt" is an apt word here, as Dead Fader work with a palette comprised mainly of synths processed through bit-crushing, distortion, filters and anything else at hand. Very little is left untouched.
The album starts with a couple of almost deceptively clean tracks; "Autumn Rot" bounces along on a fast, seemingly light-hearted rhythm, as distant echoes and tweaked sounds push it into the shadows a bit. "JBE Zorg" throws siren-like squeals and rubbery throbs atop a sprightly beat.
From there, though, Dead Fader take things progressively farther out, with slower, noisier tracks made from hissing electronics, low-end grinding and constantly morphing synth emissions. Whether it’s the title track’s runaway tractor beat, or the clanking metal rhythms of the oddly named "Mud-," the album manages to unerringly hit the perfect balance of just-hanging-in-there solidity and grin-inducing chaos.
The depths of noisiness and preponderance of abrasive textures could have easily led to pretentiously po-faced dreariness, but what makes Corrupt My Examiner so well is the overwhelming sense of fun. Listening to the cheery synth melody thrown unexpectedly into the middle of low-end bass and dense walls of fuzz on "Bitchface” makes me smile. The clomp-clomp rhythms, like square wheels chugging along, brings to mind any number of insane cartoons.
With instrumental electronic music, it’s impossible to guess at intentions, of course, and someone else might read entirely different things into Corrupt My Examiner, which is of course one of the joys here. Perhaps it’s a twisted world, but for me this has been part of an enjoyable summer soundtrack, easily one of my favorites of the year. If you like your beats flavored with a large serving of noisy, broken electronics, you’ll have to work hard to find a recent album better than this.
I took a two-week flash class many, many years ago.
It was fun but I don't remember most of it. For my final project I made a "flip-book" of 400 subliminal images including such things as an evil waffle and a picture of a flaming pyramid with the caption "come to Egypt and BURN".
tbh anyone who self identifies/describes themselves asa "Leading Eurosceptic" is probably going to have terrible opinions, lots of them, and want to foist them all upon you
tbh anyone who self identifies/describes themselves asa "Leading Eurosceptic" is probably going to have terrible opinions, lots of them, and want to foist them all upon you
The Tories only want to leave the EU because the nasty Euroweenies stop them from fucking over workers rights
Remember back in the 50s when they'd record like Elvis singing YOU AIN'T NOTHIN BUT A HOUND DOG and then they'd turn the record over and reverse it and it was all NYERP NYERP NYERP NYERP NYERP and people were all like, "That is actually the voice of Satan coming from that song."
I was doing follow-up work for my Cell Bio lab today, and I thought of something. Microbiology lab is the only "real" lab I've ever had that I didn't seem to completely suck at.
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Go get caught up on Bravest Warriors.
locally grown
butter lettuuuuuuuuuuuuuuce.
I took a two-week flash class many, many years ago.
It was fun but I don't remember most of it. For my final project I made a "flip-book" of 400 subliminal images including such things as an evil waffle and a picture of a flaming pyramid with the caption "come to Egypt and BURN".
I think I was 9 or 10 when I did this.
man I'm tired
I guess I should eat and then take a nap before work.
england 1-0 brazil
it'll never last
"Eurosceptic" makes me think of something gross.
Of course we in the new world spell it skeptic. For Ks are the devil's letter, and America is immoral.
Belgium is the country France beats up.
it's basically the Milhouse of Europe.
I hear Germany was a pretty happening place until they let somebody named Hitler take over
^^dunno, but they did produce Kraftwerk
Well whatevs
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
For pete's sake, Doug, not having an intro segment made you different. It made you better than the rest of the reviewers wallowing in the pits.