The Second Law Of Thermodynamics

Turn out the lights and prepare to hide behind the sofa. From where this album sounds surprisingly good in fact — a relentless, thrashing assault on the transenses, courtesy of Omer2 and Pitt from Tel Aviv. Nobody Really Knows opens it up in the style in which it continues — deep, throbbing bass with a slow escalation into the land of the evil. Time & Space is fr*ing hard, a tasty bassline with crunches aplenty and a real schitzoid effect. Nowhere is more sample-sprinkled, sending up hippies while maintaining a kilelr stop-start groove. Empty Handed gets a remix (the original can be found by trainspotters on Doof records’ Jam compilation) and boy does it work well — it’s proper ‘help, something is chasing me’ music… very hard! Basslines get cuter with Analogous, while Crunchy is supremely edgy with a classy riff that’s almost a guitar riff but it isn’t (check it out to see what the hell I mean by that). Looking Hot contains an inor dinate, and probably illegal, amount of sub-bass, going military before dropping into lysergic pingpong. Standout for me is Fog, where it seems like they’ve eased up a little and let the music breathe, and it has all the more energy for it. All in all it’s impressive stuff, and would sound killer rising from the middle of a forest late at night. It’s a heavy listen for one session, but fans of the hard-as-nails, no-nonsense nighttime style will love this.