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Splazsh

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PLAY QUEUE 1 Hubble		save
PLAY QUEUE 2 Lost		save
PLAY QUEUE 3 Futureproofing		save
PLAY QUEUE 4 Bubble Butts And Equations		save
PLAY QUEUE 5 Always Human		save
PLAY QUEUE 6 Get Ohn (Fairlight Mix)		save
PLAY QUEUE 7 Maze		save
PLAY QUEUE 8 Purrple Splazsh		save
PLAY QUEUE 9 Senorita		save
PLAY QUEUE 10 Let's Fly		save
PLAY QUEUE 11 Wrong Potion		save
PLAY QUEUE 12 Supreme Cunnilingus		save
PLAY QUEUE 13 The Kettle Men		save
PLAY QUEUE 14 Casanova		save

MOG Editorial Review

As part of a new wave of dubstep artists intent on redefining what we consider the genre, UK producer Darren Cunningham has concocted a sound that feels like a hybrid of all things danceable. Dominated by glitches, woozy synths, and a subtle R&B influenced, the songs on Splazsh are an appealingly messy concoction. While tracks like opener "Hubble" are built on a foundation of consistent beats to start, each song builds an immense, chaotic amount of layers from there, adding glitches, noises, and multiple synths, all while keeping the song cohesive thanks to its dancefloor-ready backbone. The experiments on Splazsh could easily feel overcrowded or off-putting, but Cunningham has perfectly executed his vision for futuristic electronica.
AMG Review of Splazsh

Andy Kellman
All Music Guide

Sharper, sprawling, and more bent in comparison to 2008’s Hazyville -- Darren Cunningham's first Actress album -- Splazsh is a brilliantly malformed collision of dubstep, IDM, garage, and experimental techno. Even if each one of these tracks didn’t sound like it was coated in silt, there would be friction to spare. “Lost” is grounded in sub-bass tones that are washed out by fragile, disembodied vocal samples, streaks of agitated hi-hats, and a decaying twinkle of a keyboard vamp. “Purrple Splazsh,” a clipped groove that begins as abruptly as it ends, is less post-dubstep than alien new wave funk. “Senorita” swings like one of Kenny Dixon, Jr.’s early deep-house productions for Norma Jean Bell, yet it’s so muffled that you might as well be listening to it through speakers draped with blankets. “Bubble Butts and Equations” evokes nothing of the sort -- it’s more like a radioactive lagoon of diseased, lancing synthesizer notes from which rusted widgets emerge. Not really coherent (and, evidently, not the least bit concerned about it), Splazsh nonetheless keeps ears perked and astounded.