Black Dice have finally made their first dance album. Now they’ve been flirting with dance music for a while, since Broken Ear Record. Sure this is a rather warped take on the genre, but what else is to be expected. Dance music is a particularly welcoming genre itself, so it doesn’t surprise me that they’ve taken this route. Besides, after a compilation (Load Blown) and a rather unsatisfying last effort (Repo) they’ve finally made a return to form.
Eric Copeland’s presence is heavily felt throughout the album. Unlike previous Black Dice albums, this makes a greater use of repetition. It’s still far, far away from anything approximating normal pop music. Yet there’s nearly a recognizable structure beneath all these loops. For Black Dice, this is something of a revolution. Coherence in a Black Dice record is a rare thing indeed. What’s more interesting is how things called ‘riffs’ appear to form. They aren’t riffs in the conventional since, but it still shows a certain stylistic change towards a more accessible format.
‘The Jacker’ reminds me of Oneida. There’s a psychedelic vibe to the whole possession. It blasts way through endless gunk-filled filters. Some guy is shouting random nonsense at the top of his lungs. ‘Pigs’, the single off the album, makes sense given the mood of the rest of the album. ‘Spy vs. Spy’ reminds me of Andy Stott’s work. Yes, it seems that rather than meet the rest of the world, the rest of the world has met Black Dice’s demands.
My favorite piece is the drunken, insane piece of ‘Outer Body Drifter’. This is so much fun. Boredoms come to mind as I hear the mid-section break down, random noises, and the unusual funk of the whole thing. No matter how many noises they layer on top of it, it’s still a complete and total blast of a song.
This is the most accessible thing Black Dice has ever done. After so many years Black Dice has finally decided to leave the noise moniker behind and embrace the gloopy sounds it has always loved. I dig ‘Mr. Impossible’ a lot.