"When we were young it was a whole different nonsense"
In Passione e ideologia from 1960, Pier Paolo Pasolini spoke about the relationship with past works whose memory had been lost over time and how their value "may require an effort of empathy to be appreciated, assuming that this intrinsic value ever existed"*. In my search for musical retro to use as background when writing essays that no one will read, tidying rooms that no one-night adventurer will ever see (I've had a girlfriend long enough for her to get used to the mess), and cooking food my family won't appreciate (but will definitely eat), I happen to come across some nice records. Those with some intrinsic value that requires little empathy to be appreciated and are the work of people that it's a bit sad to see disappear into anonymity. Devious Methods (1998) by Hive is one of these.
It's not a fresh and innovative masterpiece: it’s drum and bass terribly (terribly) out of fashion for a good fifteen years, but it still makes a good impression. In short, it's a good album.
So, to summarize: Devious Methods is a good album, it was absolutely inevitable that its author doesn't make much more noise around, and I would recommend this album not only to enthusiasts but also to the curious.
(*he might not have said it)
If you begin to feel overload, you'll begin to feel what we are saying
If you begin to feel overload, consider your Earth looking for you
Ultrasonic sound (repeat lots)
Ultrasonic sound comin' out your speaker
There are doors I haven't opened...
And windows I have yet to look through...
Going forward may not be the answer...
Maybe I should go back
Rhythm is the key as we open up the door... (repeats alot)
Some musical rhythms can mess with your head