A thing’s sudden absence grants its permanence in memory, so, paradoxically, this time around it’s an experience closer to being explored than exploring, more like being invaded by an empty place than invading it. Savenberg’s absent spaces lay beyond the grasp of representation, manifesting in an unsettingly familiar way. They are traversed by telluric bass phenomena, over-scaled waves of sound that can take the shape of proper, kinetically charged breakbeats (ripe with processed 808 drums) or crumble into digitzed bits. Fellow Swiss producer Gil provides with a remix, combining a slowed-down dembow beat with the doomy electronics of the original.[info sheet from distr.]