- There's fertile ground on the outskirts of contemporary house and techno, in the kind of crusty, down-low zones where labels like Ominira, Sex Tags Mania and, in this case, Tabernacle, operate. Anom Vitruv's self-titled debut EP leaps from style to style, patching together the frayed edges of dance music with drone, industrial and outsider pop in unstable, murky formations. A2 is one standout, reminding of Hype Williams' rhythm tracks; its footwork-alike syncopations and spinning double-time hi-hats patter away under yearning fogginess. B1 is another treat, as its tinny, sawed-off percussion and clotted bassline mingle with anemic, dissolved rave pads. And B2's squashed groove, the most lithe and sexy of anything here, is counterbalanced by a warbling vortex of sleepwalking synth tones.
If you're noticing a pattern, you're correct. Anom Vitruv's drums tend to have a crispness that resembles Kowton's, but when he hasn't gone totally beatless (which he does, twice), he pits them against scraggly, droning backdrops. It's an intoxicating approach. Stray wisps of his noisescapes rub up against the rhythms, their amorphous shapes interlocking, sometimes quite shakily, with the tracks' concrete centers.
Tracklist A1 Untitled 5:00
A2 Untitled 3:00
A3 Untitled 4:04
B1 Untitled 5:14
B2 Untitled 4:52
B3 Untitled 3:54