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Fairhorns - Fuckup Rush

by Steve Reynolds Rating:8 Release Date:2015-03-30

Fairhorns is the brain child of musical magpie and multi-instrumentalist Matt Loveridge and this is his fourth album under this particular moniker. In total, he has made an astonishing 30 albums under many different guises and has played with many kindred spirits, including an appearance at the Portishead-curated ATP in 2012.

Fuckup Rush is a disturbing album right from opener ‘Like Fire’, a toxic mix of the dystopian sounds of Suicide and cathartic catcalls. Loveridge barks, shouts, and berates us with his dark and terse tones. His voice strays in and out, incoherent at times but buoyed by waves of manipulative anger, accompanied by a swarm of machine gun, brick-heavy beats. It sets the tone for what is to follow.

The acerbic soundscape continues on ‘Dead Eye Dog and Pony Show’, with a sloth-like whoosy pulse making Loveridge’s tones almost redundant, let alone uneasy. As you delve further into the album, it’s highly noticeable that the songs become more and more fucked up in their arrangement.  Take ‘234inadumbcodebecuzgoodmorning’, with its walls of white noise and heavy layers of dissonance punctuated by a simple on/off switch. It’s compelling, and its lack of conformity is its ace card, just like the backwards walk of ‘The Jpeg Made Me Cry’ with its twisted no-wave nihilism, and the doom-laden, funereal ‘The Perils of Snakeblasting’

‘I Come Death’ is like the bastard offspring of Renegade Soundwave and Fuck Buttons, singular pieces of shot-blasted beats delivered at rocket speed, carried by Loveridge’s odiously infectious vocal. ‘Medici Waits New’ is ear-ringing at its electronic best. It’s slow-building and takes a dog-leg turn to the sedate side as a maudlin finale.

The final two tracks, ‘Dysphoric Thrumm’ and ‘Culture is Plague’, finish the album with an air of supremacy. The former has a dark spoken-word female vocal, while the latter is full of skittish beats and strangled horns.

Fuckup Rush is a real maelstrom of slow and fast repetitive charges. Loveridge takes us to a very dark place with the arrangements and his highly-charged, bellicose vocal. A really challenging listen that creates moods that swing and weave in a seamless fashion.

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