Rhythms as quick as hummingbird wings, on Well Street Records' first release of the year
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Kincaid showed up on my radar last year with two slabs of bassweight meditation courtesy of Banoffee Pies. On those tracks, tempo was secondary to texture, but he flips the formula for his Well Street debut. "Nothing Is" in particular puts his drum machines through their paces. Against menacing pulses of sub bass and flickering negative space, Kincaid lets a number of hand drums and other strange percussive elements (is that a sampled basketball? And what is that metallic clang?) slowly fills the track out. Just when it feels like the stereo can't hold any more competing rhythms, he drops all the drums out around the five-minute mark, only to build it all back up again.