Eric Copeland, who makes up 1/3rd of the band Black Dice, makes weird grooves. Using cut-and-paste, tape manipulation, and goodness knows what else, his solo work is not for the faint-of-heart or the more conservative listener, and his latest record, Limbo, is no exception. It’s an oddly industrial record, and underneath the weird noises and sounds is a rhythmic pulse that is, in its own weird way, utterly compelling. “Limbo” is perhaps the best term to call this record, as it finds him at his weirdest (“Double Reverse Psychology”) and at his most accessible (“Tarzan and the Dizzy Devils”). “Muckaluck” makes me think that it should be labeled “Onomatopoeia Rock” (feel free to use that term), while “Fiesta Muerta” reminds me of the machinery found in Willy Wonka’s factory. Weird, strange, alien—and yet you cannot look away.
