Cloutpics come on strong and hard with some dirty, filthy, son-of-a-gun low-end theories. Four neatly distressed ricochets, none over three minutes.
Dirty soul, chunky funk, and rip-tearing science
Cloutpics come on strong and hard with some dirty, filthy, son-of-a-gun low-end theories. Four neatly distressed ricochets, none over three minutes. “Stealing from Walmart” feels like a dare to do just that—probably, baiting you closer with a crooked grin and twitchy intent. “White Heat” spanks until the bass-heavy bottom slaps in, all dirty soul, chunky funk, and rip-tearing science. Straight to jail, do not pass go. A delectable way to drown in contemporary confit.
“Juke Beat,” track two, strips the paint off your grandmother’s sepia understanding of reality. Two minutes of gutter-funk pushback, slick with sickness. It’s the sound of fire at the moment you realise it’s out of control. Third, “BBLove X”: AK-47s of rhythmic pickle strafe the arena with low-end slink, drinking vinegar from the empty jar in taut, tight aggression—cerebral, sharp, on point. More of the same: seek-and-destroy missiles of spanky shizzle.
Closer “Everybody<3’sCloutpics” stutters and stops, rises and falls, goes angular, packs up and leaves, then drives back, lifts, separates—everything locked in delicious, syncopated madness. It twists the knife just a little further, dragging the groove through broken circuitry and back again, never quite settling, always threatening collapse but holding firm. Honestly, check this EP. It’s a bomb. And it’s gone off devastating the bass bins in the process. Banging.
Switch Manual is available on Renraku. [Bandcamp]
