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Fade In

THE REVIEW

Aside from the genuine post-punk dark wave sound, there's a surf contamination in this mini LP by those who ride the waves at the stroke of midnight, in total darkness—a dark surf akin to Silver Surfer of the Californian underground, more than ever a forge of incredible unexpected ensembles: Bpeople, Human Hands, Factrix, Monitor, Nervous Gender, 100 Flowers, Party Boys who at the beginning of the '80s opened up eclectic scenarios of postpunkishness.

The proposal of the "persistent image" might seem more accessible in sounds compared to other underground cousins, yet it rewards listening with its decadent aftertaste of a fraying, of those who, surfing the tube, do not exit that tunnel, remaining a rock 'n roll` opaque evanescent.

There is a misleading flavor of Joy Division in this 1981 work, contemporaneous therefore, the difference is that there's California in between, and you can feel it. The sounds roam urgently over a blackboard and the dark atmospheres do not bask in the static horror but are inviting in their crepuscular dynamism.

A track like "Satellite of Love" is exhilarating in its marine progression that arrives and disappears like the foam produced, leaving you with a poignant taste of saltiness on your lips. But there's no sadness because the crust of this rock comes from the suburban basements, the Anticlub, and smells of the sweat of orphans like all Americans essentially are.

We touch the immediacy and warmth of this "fade" that goes on to enrich our "relapse" in the "no dreams" area of a post-punk "surf generator." Another point break is served.