If dystopia had a dancefloor, Dez Dare's "Brutalised Robotics" would be the anthem blasting from its glitchy speakers. It's a direct cerebral assault of paranoid electronics crashing into merciless percussion and trippy guitars, annihilating circuits in their wake.
It's as if Isaac Asimov has stepped into a neon-soaked trap by Gary Numan, with Kraftwerk on the decks and a bit of Britpop insurrection hiding in the corner. That's the chaotic beauty of "Brutalised Robotics." It was as if the lobotomized precision of scientific advancement was upended, and all the wires got left bared and flailing, yielding hypnotically catchy and painfully raw sounds.
Bald neurotic vocals slice between the gaps in the mix like a siren in a digital wasteland, building on the battering choruses and mussy keyboards that won't stay in line. There is a lovely idea of disobedience here: the song itself refuses the constraints of songwriting.
You're at once buzzing along and wondering if your headphones are about to detonate. Dez Dare is a master of musical whiplash, topping a base of garage-rock grit with the cold pulse of electronica; the result is gnarled and strange in the best way. "Brutalised Robotics" is a power tool of sound, loud and clear.
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