2562 - Fever

Some records just don't click no matter how many times you listen to them, you can exhaust yourself trying to appreciate what has been offered but if you don't like it... you just don't. "Fever" is such an album, one full of skeletal rhythms and abrasively placed noises. I love when this sort of thing leads somewhere, but this record goes absolutely nowhere. Each song is definitely imaginative, truncated beats and decimated electronics are the standard fare and one or two songs could have been brilliant, but not an entire LP. This fellow has garnered quite a few rave reviews and I'm told others have sat up to take notice of what he's doing; somehow this doesn't surprise me. Perhaps his earlier records are more interesting, this one seems to be courting the very edge of listenable. Track after track skirts the boundaries of what could be considered music. which normally I'm all about but in this case it sounds quite forced. Stilted. Static.

Horror of horrors: "Fever" is quite hip.

One might say this is an example of sincerity through repetition gone awry. How many times can the same sounds repeat before you just want to rip the disc out and file it away forever. Some will find a lot of imagination in this but it won't be me, no, I'll say only this about 2562: he needs to seriously flesh out his sound, a little embellishment can go a long way. As it stands, this is the equivalent of having your head beaten against a concrete wall with nails down a blackboard serving as the soundtrack. Jun 22 2011