Unicorn Hard-On is a solo project of one Valerie Martino. She’s a great rhythm chaser, tugging those dry arithmetical presets in a piranha splattered synapse of pulsing inputs. Now, I’ve got to admit, I’m not the greatest dance music devotee, but Weird Universe is certainly throwing enough solid hooks and neon-splashed chameleons to satisfy my curiosity.
“Night Diamond” continues to pile on the pleasure as randomised blood falls blissfully through alkaloid harmonics. Those gilded jets of the orient throwing out a doppelgangered delusion of spinning crystal. A trance-like core garrulous with its riches, contrasting with the spaghetti junction diode a-go-go of “Houndstooth” and its bunny-boxing silhouettes. The spittle sucked sleaze of “Wet Pet” is great too, smearing a “NASA-Arab” whir over a lazy river of beats, occasionally bespeckled in comic thunder, the ingredients falling nicely into place as a kinetic cloud of nanomites crawl within like a fairy-lit rash.
The raspy clasp of “Mysterious Prism” ends the album in a twee mental jag of pixels and bleeping tropicana. Binary fed toddlers monkeying around with your insides, throwing out your limbs at random angles, whilst the stereo decompiles itself in false colour bows, shot out of an MDMA raygun. Superb, and ridiculously addictive.-Michael Rodham-Heaps-
