Galerie Stratique

An epic opening, with heavy bass, distorted vocals and lofty piano rushes, morphs into a more tribal sounding homage to North Africa. I don't really know what to make of this, but it sounds a bit like a smoother, more produced Muslimgauze. In parts, it almost sounds like Charles Beullac somehow came across all the Future Sound of London sound equipment at an auction somewhere, so closely do the sounds he works with match those on Dead Cities. Nonetheless, it's a unique and highly ambitious production. Dark, intense, rich; it might make a nice backdrop to a stormy afternoon.