Factory Floor - Factory Floor (4 stars)

Factory Floor - Factory Floor

Post-industrial sounds you’ll never tire of hearing on long-awaited debut


Fun fact: this long-awaited debut album by North London dancefloor experimentalists Factory Floor was mixed using the same desk that Dave Stewart used for the Eurythmics’ early hits. Cue anyone who fancies reviewing the record while only giving it the most cursory of listens coining the ‘new Eurythmics’ chat any day now, which would be worryingly far from the truth. Yet there’s something in that statement in terms of where it places them on the spectrum between avant garde gallery band and compulsive purveyors of sounds you’ll never tire of hearing.

Now signed to DFA after loitering around Optimo Music and Blast First Petite, the trio have created a record which lovers of James Murphy and Twitch & Wilkes can’t afford to be without. It feels fully formed and like a trial run for future sonic experiments all at once, which suits a band who have adapted their style enough to record with members of both Throbbing Gristle and New Order. For the most part it’s a space filled with surging, minimal rhythms, Nik Void’s vocal disembodied and emotionless in the background, but still oddly sexual.

In the twisting, Kraftwerk-recalling ‘Here Again’ (Void bursts into song like an old-school Chicago house sample played in the next room), the strident, oscillating electro of ‘Fall Back’ and cowbell-rattling minimalist Detroit techno by way of ‘Hot on the Heels of Love’ mantra of ‘Two Different Ways’, she doesn’t sound far removed from Cosey Fanni Tutti. Every song is sparse but has its own texture, from the austere micro-funk of ‘Work Out’ to unlikely dancefloor instructional ‘Breathe In’ (Void commands: ‘breathe in, breathe out / step in, step out… my life made for good times’) and short voyages ‘One’, ‘Two’ and ‘Three’, which admittedly pad out what’s otherwise a 7-track record. The trio create the next link in a loose chain which includes LCD Soundsystem, Throbbing Gristle and AfrikaBambaataa, and it doesn’t sound like this album has exhausted their potential.