Madteo – Head Gone Wrong By Noise

Visceral, elemental, electronic funk, conjured from scraps of sound, breath, mutterings, dubwise remembrances, scuffling, sweat and blood, thin air crawled out of the slime, as the opener puts it, self-engendering like the baddie in Terminator all harnessed to cruelly grooving earthquake bass and b-boy drum science.Rhythmically it has ants in its pants and it needs to dance, with an improvisatory, streetwise nervous energy and uninhibited, purposeful rapture, crossed with on-song Pepe Bradock and stripped-to-the-bone, mongrel hip-hop.Its unruly and edgy, a bit off its rocker, emotionally ranging typically anxious, often nostalgic and riveting dance music.