by Kingsley Marshall
Oliver Ho's fifth full-length effort follows in the footsteps of his Listening to the Voice Inside with a selection of jack tracks whose tribal thumps and clicks are cut with a series of disembodied vocal samples. Unlike his singles, however, though this groundswell of robotic grooves undeniably dominates this work, Ho is at his best when satisfying his well-ed art aspirations with the occasional acid-rain-washed slice of ambience, or the cautious strings of &Parade,& which wander through a blistered landscape of jazz samples guided only by an eternal bass loop, providing a murky vision of the future comparable to that of the master of this form of music, Jeff Mills.