Shackleton
Fireworks

Four tracks, two twelve-inch vinyls, 45 RPM, one track per side, about 30 minutes of dark, blood-weeping dub filth.

Four tracks, two under the Shackleton brand, two remixes of the same by T++ and Mordant Music, the remixes of the same don't even remotely resemble their Shackleton-branded version, the orgasm on the skeleton of the already then-defunct dubstep, now decomposed matter, the spirit of the boldest experiments from On U Sound possesses bodies and minds.

"Fireworks" and "Undeadman": arid, sparse, and narcotic tribalism, damn cool and bastard gargantuan bass dragged over scorching sands, unfathomable reverbs and echoes, a sort of Muslimgauze under opiates, a slow-motion neural upheaval.

T++ and Mordant Music pounce on the two tracks like ravenous vultures on sun-dried carrion, the sharp bones of "Fireworks" under T++'s treatment turn into a dry and hard rock-crushing groove pierced by centrifugal and dry noise, "Undeadman" in Mordant Music's hands takes on changing, mimetic and unstable forms, playing and frolicking with a kind of instinctive and hallucinated Mo-Wax-branded hip-hop and cut-up/dj style, the bass does the rest, making sure not to take any prisoners.

This is pure dub shit updated to the degrading twenty-first century, no abstraction or intellectualism, concrete forms of "music for bodies," just pure filthy dub.