Audion Suckfish

Audion Suckfish
Bleep-chick-clank, bleep-chick-clank — that’s track one and really the whole album by Detroit-based Texan techno guru Matthew Dear in his Audion guise. "Your Place or Mine” walks up with an arrogant swagger and "Titty Fuck,” has to be great with a name like that, and is, with its plinka-plinka synths giving way to razor-sharp percussive distortion. "Taut” with its monkish chanting, sounds like an acid-house Enigma and marks a mid-disc lull that is thankfully broken by the lumbering bleeps of "Uvular.” "The Pong” follows and brings the Hoover before "Just Fucking” closes out the disc on a high with its wall of pulsing noise. It’s all very firmly dance floor-oriented, up-tempo and in 4/4 with no break beats or Sasha-esque chill out noodling, and there is an almost total lack of the thin "soft-synth sound” that has taken over modern dance music. To be fair, some of this stuff, played on most dance floor or at most parties for that matter, would scare people, but as home listening it’s hard to beat. (Ghostly International)