FORCE111 – Vector Burn – Spirit Paths EP
℗ Straylight Music Group - © 2023 Force Recordings / Published by: We Are Legion ASCAP / Distributed by: Straylight Music Group.
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One of America’s original shining lights of Drum & Bass continues to impress with a re-imagining of sonics gone by. Newly refreshed for DnB by his recent explorations in more left-field audio palates under the aliases ’50 Year Sword” and “Lightning Tree” (both unsurprisingly turning out to be award winning projects in their own rights) and his flourishing career in motion graphics, Oliver Scott aka VECTOR BURN returns home to Force Recordings once again!
Never afraid to forge new ground, and ALWAYS at the cutting edge of audio engineering trickery, internal conversation about these songs from Vector Burn reveals;
These are the light lines; the pathways to this moment.
DnB being a radically inclusive experiment in sampling as recombinant expression; this is a nexus of Vector Burn’s aggregated influences up to this point.
This is a window of sweltering time, 2004AD - 2005AD, in the sun-bleached Martian Arizona cement-scape. Vector Burn as a musical entity was actively aiming for certain established label sounds while simultaneously learning to embody it’s own form of this language of DnB. Most of these tunes had been signed at some point; all these tracks were supported and viable in the original timeframe but had in the churn of time become unavailable, AWOL, and crack-slippers. This is a small collection of large ambitions.
These works of “APOCRYPHA” were outcast mutants. At the time it made total syncretic black-metal sense to invoke Arabic Mysticism to clad my hyper-refined rave tools. “Weaponized oldskool breakbeats should pair just fine with Sumerian ziggurat rave bass slabs and tales of the fallen seraphim”, he thought, insanely.
Putting the metal in Metalheadz, “LIFEBLOOD” screams its birth out of a Chlorine blue gauzy hinterland. Assembly-line construction of the rave colossus. Ghosts of Blue Note echo in a desert monsoon.
Dripping poison, glossy exoskeletons. Human horns intertwine with synthetic utility. “It intoxicates and terrifies him.” He is lost in the cloying toxic “SPIDER GARDEN”. Where funk is immediately consumed by his mate
“LITHIUM FLOWER” is a neurochemical roller-coaster of a roller, directly inspired by androids and anime. White blood pumps through her synthetic autistic brain. Stimulus to the basic channel causes a manic chain reaction. Pearlescent light pollution fog above the expat club in Night City.
“WARM HEART TURNS COLD” can’t contain this deep reverence for the V!rus template of first-wave neurofunk. Organic dissonance and noodle-arm bass synth slithers indicate severe dance floor contamination. Trying to weld biomechanical futurism to a savage pub-Ska jump-up frame. You want to watch out if that upbeat radiation meter turns red.
Vocal sample too long?
Maybe. Breaks too hard?
Not hardly. “Angel War” imagery too pretentious?
Not Miltonian enough?
Should every song be a short story?
It seemed like a good idea at the time.
The trails taken seem so vivid in hindsight.*
All grooves have led us here.
*(WARNING: may be burning bridges)