Vogue, energetic, prepossessed, new... that's you. Bonaface give me ingenue. Trill, lithe, that's what you do... baby how strong are we? What would you say, what wouldn't you do for the crew?
Pure, Beyond Reproach is the new studio album from vibrational club artist Egyptrixx. New sensations + new energy; jeep music for a Saturn moon. An exercise in physical sound and granular symbolism, this record suggests a parallel between the total impact of human tendency towards absolute loyalty and an imagined, sub-threshold percussion of collisions among all the oceanic micro-plastics. Bap emotion >> this and that.
The aesthetic is pacific litter clank; chill torrents and artificial triumphalism... actual glow. Repetition apes tidal energy, a reminder of the revolutionary capability of sound. splashing, pounding, dripping, phasing. Glinted piles of shatter swept back and forth - crystal ammunition // liquid contemplation. Anodyne ammo mimics the erasure of ethics via dispersion, backlit by the low key petroleum tangle of bffs/oblivion.
| A1 | Lake Of Contemplation, Pool Of Fundamental Bond |
| A2 | We Can Be Concrete |
| B1 | Show Me How To Live |
| B2 | Pure, Beyond Reproach |
| B3 | V.E.P.N. |
| C1 | Plastic Pebble [beat] |
| C2 | Anything U Say Everything U Do |
| D1 | Anodyne Wants To Ammo |
| D2 | Baby How Strong Are We |
| D3 | Ti Exactamundo |
