Darkly seductive and deeply ingrained with a souring and shadowy down tempo edginess, all clipped with a fragmenting industrial psychosis that stirs and stalks with a bruising Curve-esque scabbing as though they’d been abandoned in the sparsening and hollowed desert dry wastelands of a Numan like post-apocalyptic outland. This is m1nk with the subterranean sultry ghost light that is ‘eBomb’ – a minimalist toned stricken slab of lust lost paranoia gouged in a walls closing claustrophobic that, would we be nearer the mark in saying, subtly references elements of a youthful Miss Kitten prowling the backwaters of Bowie’s ‘heathen’ and ‘earthling’ sets. Available through seja records.

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