Inherit The Earth

This London producer's new strange opus plays, at times, like a dark-humored deadpan dystopia more observation than statement, a rendering of our modern times in eerie atmosphere, rumbling bass, bright blips, laser jags, melodies that either creep or comfort, and all kinds of unpredictable, hypnotic rhythms. Only a person-mind like **Slugabed**'s could discover the humanity in a roiling sea of sound, shape all that into an album of serious depth, and leave listeners with more questions than they started with. While the rest of us live now trapped in the guts of *Inherit the Earth,* trying to solve its mysteries, he'll be out roaming the English countryside, listening to *Nick Drake* and feeding seed to fowl.