by Mark Pytlik
Not so much an album as it is a between-works collection of dispossessed inspiration and in-jokey indulgence, Starship Galactica is nonetheless one of Rjyan Kidwell's most beguiling records. Clocking in at just over 22 minutes and featuring only four properly realized songs, it reads like a concise vivisection of Cex's self-stated blueprint. This means unadulterated geek love, scene sniping, and self-conscious braggadocio abounds. In between the hip-hop-style sketches about video games and lesbian sex (&Hi Scores& -- itself a Boards of Canada reference) and untouched childhood renderings of the &Starship Galactica& theme song, listeners are peppered with gorgeous proof of Kidwell's growing confidence behind the decks. &Cal and Brady Style& sends laconic melodies sailing overtop a terse 2-step; meanwhile, the gushy &Your Handwriting When You Were a Child in the Winter& instantly recalls the warmer, fluid techno of labels like Morr and City Centre. With song titles like &Cex Can Kiss My Soft Sensuous Lips& (itself a pun on Tigerbeat6 bedfellow Kid 606's infamous &Luke Vibert Can Kiss My Indie-Punk Whiteboy Ass&), Starship Galactica may appear to detractors as hard evidence of Kidwell's distracting self-consciousness. To others, it'll serve as a welcome invitation to finally pin a personality on this endless stream of clicks & cuts.