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Bristol acetate carver and drum major, Lurka launches his Black Acre debut with three unpredictable Drum machine battle drills. Kicking off with *Holding* a technoid inflected dancehall pounder with a relentless low-end theory. The anxious heartbeat littered with schizophrenic percussion and alarm bells bursting into an undead army marching anthem. With *Nah So* we are back on slightly more familiar turf, crushing kick drums perform the body blows under intricate hi-hats programming. *KMT* the most meditative of the three with nods to Alan Howarths bleak synthesiser work while high-fiveing Schooly Ds drum machine.