The long running, anonymously black labled 12′ series mysteriously known only as Pom Pom has just come out with a full length CD for the first time. 14 tracks beginning in a slumbering dystopian hum, rising to a cathartic pulse and ending in a zone-out run of deep bone rattling floor-stompers. With a psychotic wiriness, the tracks grow stronger and stronger and hold together with a surprising amount of clarity and humanity for such a willfully edgy, cold and defiant project.
Everything in the Pom Pom series, from its creator’s secrecy, to the stripped black design and coolly austere tracks, suggests an insolent modernist edginess. It’s arty and lean and full of petulant grit. This is dark dance music, experimental, underground and at much at home with the nervous simplicity of Manchester post-punk as it is with the utilitarian hedonism of Berlin techno. The sound is of analogue and dirty electronics running in sinewy patches. Early on, icy hi-hats scrape, by mid-disc the subs billow in the stomach until the final track lets out the air on this tightly wound collection with a shimmering of electronic sparks.
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