On their latest album, the awkwardly titled 0-100 A the Speed of the Present (Hausu Mountain), this wonderfully squirmy improv-centric duo from Kent, Ohio, continue to collide acoustic and electronic—and silly and serious—in beguiling, bizarre ways. The bulk of their sound field is occupied by the gurgling, liquid electronics of Pat Modungo: steadily shifting combinations of queasy synth washes, space-age noodling, electronic drum sounds that seem sampled from a child’s toy, and atmospheric transmissions that suggest a leisurely swim through heavy cream.…
On their latest album, the awkwardly titled 0-100 A the Speed of the Present (Hausu Mountain), this wonderfully squirmy improv-centric duo from Kent, Ohio, continue to collide acoustic and electronic—and silly and serious—in beguiling, bizarre ways. The bulk of their sound field is occupied by the gurgling, liquid electronics of Pat Modungo: steadily shifting combinations of queasy synth washes, space-age noodling, electronic drum sounds that seem sampled from a child’s toy, and atmospheric transmissions that suggest a leisurely swim through heavy cream.…