John Roberts- Ausio EP
Dark Techno with shimmering lines illuminating the melodic structure. Sounds of industry intersperse with a pounding beat. “I sing the body electric.”

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John Roberts- Ausio EP
Dark Techno with shimmering lines illuminating the melodic structure. Sounds of industry intersperse with a pounding beat. “I sing the body electric.”
"Ausio", by John Roberts. Somewhere out there...
John Roberts - Ausio
John Roberts - Fences (Dial - 2013)
It's a weird city because the uglier the weather, the more beautiful the city. And the uglier the buildings, the more coherent the city.
For an album of introverted deep house and techno, Fences feels initially refreshingly light hearted and easy to penetrate when compared to other very good efforts of that have manifested around similar ideals, (Octo Octa's being a great recent example). This could very easily be put down to the false sense of variety caused by its track lengths and strangely or not, this ends up being its only major downfall. The tracks are nearly all easily berated for their brevity and it starts to hurt quick. Exotic ambient opener "Bleach" escapes this, but just as the percussion seems set to sky rocket "Palace" into some sort of oriental hypnotic chamber of pleasure, it cuts short. Almost everything here begs to be fleshed out.
I really mean that when I say this is Fences only drawback and the only thing that stops it from being a really, really special record, The American has obviously travelled a lot since his last effort, This is an exotic and alien piece, one where each track feels like an isolation of an unfamiliar city or town or landscape. It's a nomadic, constantly morphing outing - one that feels like as strange, un-researched series of sketches of various new places. It captures the excitement of being in, well, anywhere but America, but good god I wish that absolutely to die for ending of "Plaster" lasted more than, 24 seconds. I could listen to it for a week straight.
Simply a great album!