The quietness of the morning doesn’t seem to place an importance on the distorted and programmed sound coming through my ear holes; it’s drowned out, chord after chord of broken trance beats start this Lorn EP.
Not a kind affair to the morning after an all nighter, ripe steak for breakfast and chain-smoking cigarettes.
The Debris EP. It’s probably not too advised to listen to this stuff at quarter to eight in the morning unless you are of the heavier sort. I seem to be the heavier sort, and ‘Inverted’ is getting me going for the day ahead.
Out of semi-slumber and to blown-out tones ‘Inverted’ opens Debris; without astonishing punch nor ear-bleeding, but with clarity to mission, a slow tacky build up of sorts. Towards the end of the track a line beat kicks in and the cymbals start clanging, this part may just be a decent sample, one may say.
‘On The Ice’ is of a similar grime with the installation of more distortion and more clicks of the gun sound, the track seems not to get going in a normative sense of a track dropping and coming up, two minutes in and the grind is still going. The Debris EP is of the grind and grimey sort, very uncomplex and less pepped up than most. A crushing defeat to the ears.
‘On The Ice’ fades out to the more rhythmic and punchy ‘Bury Your Brother’, which begins lively but then succumbs to the grind of Lorn’s sound. Luckily, the beat continues throughout and allows for a dancing motion to insinuate, not a jerky stomp.
and we could bring
your house down
if we only had a
sound system big
‘Bury Your Brother’ finishes strongly and leads very kindly into ‘Debris’; a rattling and heavily distorted track that plays on the sub-bass very heavily, bringing in a stratosphere ‘techno pause’; hands in the air part for the audience to play, but not too interesting to those who aren’t looking to sample.
‘Karma’ is more like it: heavy and true, a vile kick out to what’s happened before that says ‘we can do this and we could bring your house down if we only had a sound system big enough’, a preventative effort on Lorn’s part to try to melt the face. ‘Italics’ is absolutely nothing to shout about, it sounds a little too tired.
Overall, maybe more a case of grinding debris by stone pestle rather than lightweight, blown-around debris. A good thing for those wanting to mince their ears a little, especially in the morning if you play ‘Bury Your Brother’.
NAP & Nico. is a writer, a painter, a poet, a illustrator and writer of a disabled squirrels children’s storybook . An academic yet to set the world on fire, but who is holding a Zippo beneath the Zepplin carrying modern society’s scene that will wonder why they hadn’t heard of NAP & Nico before.