The best thing to say about Miscellen is that they sound like drug deals in the movie version of Miami Vice. Here at Colourhorizon we worship on the altar of Michael Mann and Blue Ruin looks, sounds and feels like a jagged edged soundtrack to a world of skinheads dealing meth in LA. Cops hide, clad in bullet proof vests, their sunglasses hiding their dead-behind-the eyes stares. Police helicopters buzz in the distance. The only light in the dark is car headlights and neon. It’s not just Miami Vice though it’s any half decent techno thriller from the 90s onward.
It’s metal-ish but we don’t listen to a lot of metal at colourhorizon so I’ll instead say they’re scuzzy and groovy like Morphine. Guitars screech scrap yard rock n roll like Sonic Youth. Songs are downbeat and icky. Songs are obnoxious. Songs are teenage splurts of gutter gazing. Gothic noir? Yeah that covers it.
‘EDIAC’ is arguably the stand out with an anthemic rock n roll song shoved inside a washing machine and the washing machine shoved down the stairs. Or ‘Happy Ending’ which fires into a crisp drum driven dance between sluggish slow patches as chemical confluences come, like shots between pints.
Production is crisp and well mixed, vocal samples pepper the tunes.
Blue Ruin. it’s blue and it’s a ruin.
If you want an album to put on during your next speed boat ride to pick up cocaine and stop for a mojito, here you go.
https://miscellen.bandcamp.com/album/blue-ruin
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