the new release from wigflex is a showcase for hizatron, one of most exciting and forward-thinking producers in spam chop s nottingham crew and, like a rave-up in a haunted house, it s dark, loud and batshit insane. executive ball scratcher is jinky and elegant until it explodes into a million glittering pieces of shimmering alien melody-box noise. at all times the insistent, pulsing beats and the thick bass stabs keep the track firmly rooted on the dancefloor, whilst its eyes and fingers lift to the stars. on >klonndyke final<, layers of battling, aggressive, organic percussion pave the way for a dirty, banging bassline and morphing, insane synth lines. constantly building, on the move and entirely unpredictable. a synth line evoking classic techno of the past is messed with on >telescope dope<, like a child melting a slug with his magnifying glass until all that remains is a scattered and horrific sludge. pummeling beats bring it together, creating a hypnotic and terrifying finale. with this release hizatron stakes a claim as one of the brightest young things in the uk electronic dance scene. with its shifting, exploratory layers of melody, thick bass and complex beats, the ep further blurs the lines between house, techno and dubstep, combining moments of iridescent beauty with raw, guttural power. a record for headphone enthusiasts and dancefloor paragons alike. watch out.