When it comes to head-scratchers, no one plows into the scalp like Bruit Direct.
For their 24th release, they've ponied up this melange by the duo Femme, who's LP, Chroma', summons forth a soundscape of stellar post trance, electro magma. As dense as it is deft.
The 10 gurgling innards effortlessly spewed out here rank it alongside other Moltenadelic CO-2 snuffers such as Ilitch's 'Periodik Mindtrouble' & Junji Hirose + Yoshihide Otomo's 'Silanganan Ingay.
Lush, foreboding & fantastical, 'Chroma's' pocket universe of seductive dread could spook the sheen right off've Moebius' Airtight Garage & there ain't a damn thing Major Grubert or Jerry Cornelius gonna do about it.
The future doesn't get anymore Untopian than this.- Tom Lax