Post-Mental Anaconda 

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If you’ve sat around in a smoky post-mental state at any point in your lifetime then there’s a good chance that you will be able to relate to Dharma’s wretched mutant grime-pop. This is the type of noise you’d expect to hear if HEALTH, Sun Araw, TFF and Caribou met in the Amazon jungle and jammed out some psychic tribal rhythms, but more impressively it is all made by one person in Austin, Texas, spun from a bedroom deep beneath the sand with some spiny cacti and poisonous spiders levitating around the dusty rafters. It’s dirty, rusty and bleak, cracking a dark, moody vibe that stems more from East coast hip-hop than the electro-grime underworld. In a way the two come together nicely and the result is brutally obnoxious and disturbing, sounding more like death than the spawning of new life.

You can buy Dharma’s first instalment of cyborg, flesh-eating pop from Skrot Up’s online store. Titled Flesh, it is only available on cassette tape.

Dharma- Material Equivalence: MP3

Dharma- Myspace

Posted by Nick Fulton under Austin, Texas, U.S.A
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