Mysterious new Rephlex signing which some are saying must be Aphex. Knowing that ‘Tuss’ is an old Cornish term for stiffy could point in that direction. Whoever, the EP is three oddly-titled excursions into various electronic puddles which do indeed rear like the proud boner of a young rhino. ‘Fredugolon 6’ lets loose creeping acid worms over a hen’s beard of sinister Detroit-style electro beams and groaning bathroom plumbing effects. ‘Alspacka’ plants ghostly waftings and barely-audible guinea-pig farts over future funk before ‘GX1 Solo’ goes out loping and snarling on a raft of alien melodies.
4 Out Of 5
Reviewed By: Kris Needs
