The don of data bank hijack house returns with his sleekest and bleakest technoid tunnel rat opus: C.M.T.I.E. Manual. Explicating a dystopian corporation’s psychonaut expansionist agenda (“Corporate Macrodosing for Technological Innovation and Efficiency”), the tracks trace a policy of liminal lysergics, automated motion, and sequential circuitry, lit by the iridescence of laser face scans.
Pleasure Model 3.0 operates optimally but its grids flicker with strange sentience and opaque moods, conflicted systems in friction with their directives. Programming is brainwashing; no intelligence is artificial.
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this is so fucking sick bruh like i’m here journaling and smoking on my patio getting my mf life to ms minerva!!! like full pause layering, transitions, every sound of each track being so international. my fav album by far for the foreseeable future 😌 anti fag