Swirling burbling organ drone both pop and avant-garde. Raucous or gently strummed, these songs break out of their shells with the immediate impression of something gone horribly, beautifully wrong. Quietly, viciously, magnetically intense, like soft wind through a storm cloud then lightning. Dangerous as poisoned apple, alluring as too-red lips. Buy it from CDUniverse Experimental instrumental hip-hop with a soul.
Shadow takes old-school beats and cuts and pastes with a composer's aplomb.
Remnants of samples, hipster funk, jazz piano and sax mix with the heavy, ultimately smooth percussion to form a new kind of urban soundtrack. The beat is satanic, all troubled loops and brooding, downbeat grit. Like groping through shadows, a sensation of enveloping mystery, of a damp, deep-blue fog. Buy it from CDUniverse Sound and image hold hands on this, the D sseldorf-K ln duo's third record. Like a Paul Klee garden painting, the Mice mix analytical construction with whimsy, color bursts occupying every inch of an abstract electronic canvas.