Signed to Hot Chip's label, Grecoroman, Drums of Death frightens children. If there was anything a drunk, paranoid mother did'nt want her ruby-cheeked child to hear - it's the shrilling worble of Drums of Death. Not only does he evoke the sort of k-hole inducing wobbling dubstep basslines that have claimed the sanity of hoards of ravers across the nation, he jacks it up with whips and cracks that have enough force to give Mr Manhattan whip-lash. At times dirty minimal, and at others grime-tech - this is why Bassline House is gaining so much credence, it has literally every thing. FUCK!
http://www.myspace.com/drumsofdeath4eva
You can catch Drums of Death @ The Broomfields Festival - 30th August 2008
Words: Adam Saville
No comments:
Post a Comment