Tadd Mullinix

Tadd Mullinix claims his new six-track mini-LP is "a visceral look inside the mind of the artist... the aural equivalent of psychoanalysis," making one realise that the Michigan native is one dark motherfucker. The classical cellist explores hip-hop, drum & bass and ragga under different monikers, but he saves his own name for orchestral head-trip IDM in the vein of Autechre. Panes' dubbed-out title track, for instance, never pulls out of park, using pulses like crickets, revelling in needle dust and featuring nightmarish vocals that feel like the owner would hunt you down if he wasn't already drowning in molasses. Though Mullinix's efforts could very easily have been pale imitations of his British peers, his ingrained sense of sonics, which can surprise with piano tinkling and found sounds as often sordid synths, jittery beats and glitch-y slurps, carries it off sublimely.