Fuck Buttons - Tarot Sport

(ATP)

If Mogwai had listened to more techno (eek! What a thought) they might have ended up producing something a bit like Tarot Sport. Instead this sonic masterpiece was conjured up by two geeks from Bristol, who cater in the kind of intense and arty electronic mind-melters that make Crystal Castles sound like The Saturdays. Did they slap on space suits, head into outer space and record thousands of particles gossiping to get the weird noises that drive their music? Layers and layers are added, galloping beats explode into life and the seven tracks build gradually in momentum to a really quite swoonsome climax. They even make producer Andrew Weatherall seem relevant again. No mean feat.