Interview with dsic @ Geometer Magazine
In the world of handmade small-run CDRs, LF RECORDS sent us a couple items…one of ‘em is a new release from the estimable dsic, the Bristol-based electronica fellow who made quite a dent in my listening apparatus with some of his edgy releases of last year. His Ambiences 1 (LF RECORDS 007) was intended to be a quiet and possibly tranquil piece, but wound up the exact opposite – noisy and filled with distressing textures, and fully-armed with track titles that manifest the sort of extreme urban nightmares I’ve somehow come to expect from dsic – ‘Close your eyes (and you will burst into flame)’ being my fave. ‘Probably an excellent soundtrack for paramedics’, admits the press release, in defeat. Micro-edition of 20 copies of this abrasive gem!
- The Sound Projector, 2009
...Another micro label is LF Records run by Greg in Bristol. In this envelope from the thin end of the Western wedge, we got Dsic with Bush Psychedelia (lf004), a 3-inch CDR whose opening track of intensely disrupted fizzing electronic gibberish is decidedly tasty. Said Dsic (his monicker is sometimes rendered with a pirated version of the copyright Compact Disc logo) also collaborated with Cardiff’s Ian Watson to produce Phantom Dsic, a joint release with Phantomhead Recordings. Three tracks of insane hoover-noises and unremitting sequenced digital blather will soon clear out your mental-mush! Nice package on this one too – a strange photo of an anatomical head mounted with photo-corners in a black card wallet. Ahh, and here is the second companion disc to this project – it’s housed in a black clamshell with same x-ray head image adhering as a postage stamp. Further unrestrained electronic burbling and shredded sound pours out of Dsic on his Love City full-lengther (lf003), which presents a very paranoid and sprawling urban portrait of the decaying, over-developed city which spawned it. Very little love in this city selon Dsic. Can you resist a title like ‘Ambient Deathbed’? ...
- The Sound Projector, 2008
review of minidsic at collecteast blog
A CDr choked full of quick fire data switch-a-tronics, a bizarre concoction of ideas frankenstein stapled, the ugly rubbing up against fleeting glimpses of beauty. Harsh, mind fucked sonics super-glued to chilled ambient shivers, everything’s constantly chopping or colliding, stabbed through with a dirty digital needle... dislocating and alive with possibility, like the overwhelming pulse of any city.
This is another stellar collection of noise fidgeting from Bristol’s Dsic, a couture nightmare dealing out abrasive abstraction in ever wonderful variety. A rusted can of shard and valve prospecting, a place where prism mangling and haunted origami happily mix with numbing enchantment. Recession music suitably packed in the lurid blue/black of a P45 - perfect hed-phonics for wandering the empty and dust blown, the spectres of machines, crimping your mind with their broken canker.
review of Love City at Furthernoise
This sounds like someone severely manipulating the stations between the stations on a radio. Lots of static and shrill stutterings, along with extreme frequency modulations and volume shifts. But most importantly there is a lemur on the front cover.
This 3" CDR contains 2 pieces, each about 10 minutes long, and both very well done. Of the two I prefer the second piece which is much less in-your-face and lingers more around the white snowy sounds of static with some almost melodic hints and distant ghostly voice transmissions that move in brilliantly unexpected directions. This is a man who knows the meaning of subtlety and form. Limited to 17 copies. 7/10