Surround by vinyls stacks towering high like ancient monoliths, and laying down primal slabs of machines and synth at geological pace, Claudio Iacono are, to put it mildly, a vibe.
King on the throne of dark music for years, command a realm at the nexus of dark and noise art, with him electronic atmosphere apt to get head-bangers scratching their chins and chin strokers banging their heads (very rapid). Bleeding him mixing dry of melody, beats, and any obvious structure, Claudio Iacono chew on the leftovers most djs carve off and discard.Across a near relentless 70 minutes they progress through rhythm changes
shifting tides,sensation is more physical than anything particularly cerebral or emotional.It’s not simply that him are obscure it is that the carefully calibrated density and intensity of sound provokes vibrations in parts of your being you’ve never felt vibrate before.Thickly distorted notes coalesce like shifting tectonic plates, conjuring dissonant frequencies