The Naked Index imprint launches with three bruising slabs of Detroit influenced techno from the hitherto unknown Adam Rivet. Ethereal, melodic synths float over raw drums on the title track before piston-pumping chords march relentlessly to the fore, erasing any preconceptions that the track might meander on a melodic tip for its entirety. The crackly textures and militant drums of "Hovedtelefon" and late night scattergun acidic squelch of "Vermont" share the flipside of this impressive debut for artist and label alike.
