Cassette
Forged over the course of a few sessions in FOQL’s Warsaw studio, the album began with improvisation, as the two artists—armed only with two identical drum machines—gradually discovered some remarkably potent common ground, a nebulous "wasteland" of bleak atmospheres, hypnotic dub and corroded rhythms. There’s a bleakness to the music, yet the album's percolating percussion and robust basslines—which nod toward the more experimental end of the UK hardcore continuum—are downright lively, even when they've been slathered in sludgy reverb. Like many releases on Paralaxe Editions, Personal Wasteland defies easy categorization, but despite its many contradictions, it's a compelling document of what can happen when two exploratory talents join forces and simply let their creativity run free.