Algorithm, which is really just Remi Gallego and a drummer,
borrowed from heavy metal and post-rock for the electronic dance music of
Polymorphic Code (2012).
Its instrumentals rarely settle into a stable format.
Handshake begins in the vein of chaotic digital hardcore,
like a jam between Atari Teenage Riot and
Morton Subotnick, but then turns to a
steady beat that is almost disappointing.
The harrowing industrial neurosis of Null decays into a graceful and
quasi neoclassical bouncing polyrythm.
Stormy instinct and propulsive instinct coexist in Bouncing Dot yielding
a narrative and cinematic effect, only to be wiped out by the
thundering and circular second half, that sounds like Bach on speed.
The multi-layered machine-gun beat of Trojans ejects metal riffs and
fluttering electronic arpeggios, but then takes off as a
pounding disco-metal locomotive that keeps setting new records of frenzy.
You'd think that Access Granted is just a
hysterical concentrate of distortion and violence, but, when you least expect it, it morphs into lazy dub music, and then you sense that, sooner or later,
it will return to manic hysteria.
The first half of Warp Gate Exploit manages to evoke vintage electronica of the synth-pop era and prog-rock melodrama of the 1970s despite the relentless beat-machine.
The twelve-minute Panic is Gallego's attempt at updating
Giorgio Moroder's metronomic suites to
the explosive beats of the new century.
The only limitation of Gallego's music is that many pieces seem to wander not
because of design but because of lack of inspiration.
Where (and while) it works, however, his music is dynamite.
Less violent and more hypnotic, even pensive, Octopus4 (2014) steered
towards a robotic deconstruction of the pop song:
melodic (Discovery), even hummable (Synthesiz3r),
even gentle and classical (Void),
even too facile (Recovery Fail).
The theatrical techno of Pythagoras is therefore a hybrid of the first
album's cinematic exuberance and of a more balanced humanity.
In Damage Points the human spirit tries to reassemble what the mechanical spirit has disassembled.
This time the long piece is the most important one: the nine-minute Octopus4 seals the industrial-metal-dance music that the first album inaugurated (despite a lame lounge-ish ending).
Brute Force (2016)
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