"Good morning workers, the company management wishes you a good day at work. In your interest, treat the machine entrusted to you with care, ensure its maintenance, the safety measures suggested by the company guarantee your safety, your health depends on your relationship with the machine, respect its needs, and do not forget: more attention to the machine equals more production. Have a good day at work."
WORK AND SURVEILLANCE
Come play... but it's not a game, the Madrid duo, the undisputed godfather of rhythmic noise, has always been deadly serious. The metallurgical batterings take on dazzling forms, clinging as they are to a swollen and danceable beat. Shouting and deformed, the vocals are grafted in a declamatory form... VEN...A...JUGAR... sabotage has begun, there's no going back, even knowing that the battle is lost from the start, the machine will absorb everything.
The sound material exudes dualisms between the dry, pounding, and deafening geometries of the machines and the deep, organic, and explosive groove. In "Sheikh" and "Transmisión," oriental chants and wavering, disconnected ethno-tribaloid residues emerge among dilapidated machinery in overloaded operating conditions.
HERO OF WORK
Working for productivity... increasing productivity "I am a machine, I am a pulley, I am a bolt, I am a screw, I am a transmission belt..." Slowly the beat, which seemed so human, opposed to the clattering detonation of the noise vortices, seems to stick, to fuse with the machine, the distinction is obliterated. The battle, as expected, is lost, the title track closes the loop: devastating rhythms with hip-hop hints roll and mix with decaying organic fragments, the roar of the machinery crumbles into creeping wheezes, "workers, today too you will not see the sun."
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