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Prepare to dive into a world of sonic extremities. Where spliced-up sounds and synths are collected and thrown into a mixer to create a tasty audio delight that are smoothed out by floating piano lines and dreamy atmospheres. Returning with their fourth LP, 1000 Names (Casio Blaster and 99 Mistakes) are back in town. The eclectic Bulgarian duo have returned with a well thought out, head-joltingly solid record. This is a collection of tracks that present a development of their signature style and a drive to push things forward rather than stand back and let their past take control.

It feels as though this record is markedly different from its predecessors. The beats have always been the main focus that has brought everything together, but within Migration Pads there's more elegance, created by a more spacious and structured approach to the tracks. It is a statement of a talented mastery and experience in reflecting their creative ideas through soundscapes. Every sound, every looped drum pattern, every sample has been inextricably thought out and placed where it needs to be, much like a puzzle where all the pieces effortlessly slot in together to create an image of sonic environments and challenge the listener to follow onwards with their journey into their this new world.

They are still able to aptly suspend you in the atmosphere of the atmospheres that they create. The playfulness of 'The Caravan' opens the album, and works much like a false sense of security. Its sunshine warmth and bright soundscapes suspend an illusion of normality and a softness in the charming melodies. Yet, as the album motors onwards, this is not always the case. At times, it can feel like being lost in deep water, where hallucinogenic snippets of sound whirl around the brain, pretty much like a dreamlike experience wherein the lines between reality and the imagination get inextricably tangled.

They throw you in, headfirst, into their sonic whirlpools of electronic hyper-experience in tracks such as 'Streets' and 'Hand-Me-Down Brain', that use deranged sampling and driving beats to create their scenes. It constantly feels as though the background is changing, that the rug has been pulled from under your feet. When you feel too comfortable, they throw in the next whirling loop at just the right moment.

It's somewhat telling that one half the duo is a painter, as there is a multi-sensory experience going on in the music they create. It's like synesthesia, where the coalesced layers of sound are so bright and multi-coloured that you feel that they are dancing before your eyes. The duo have painted with sounds, and it's magical. Whether it's the underplayed sexiness of 'Enter Jules Verne', a reference to the 19th century French novelist, or the layers of 'Rombs Unusual' that each have their own inspiration behind them, there is no stopping the creative expanse that underpins this whole album.

One of the things that has to be said is how much of it could be just as at home at an underground dance club to chilling on a Sunday afternoon to being a real late night album. It's tracks such as 'The Volume of Sleep' and 'Winter Pool' that bring that warmth back to the forefront, as they embrace you into a sleepy hug. You could even say it's like a move through the seasons, as the album opened with the warmth and sunlight of summer sun through the autumn weariness and into the deep winter.

'Winter Pool' also marks a moment whereupon it is clear the duo are able to make it simple, it's not about beats that wind you into a frenzy, but instead that lo-fi ambience that relaxes you out of the hallucinogenic, synesthesia journey they have just exposed you to. Once again, the craftsmanship and care that has gone into this record comes forth again. It is an album that does not have to try to hard to do exactly what it wants to achieve, and has an effect that is nothing short of spell-binding.

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