One 20-year-old Kid, some samplers, an attitude and the Mississippi Nights sound system spells trouble for your eardrums, no doubt, but it'll be worth it. Over the course of one full-length, one split-length and a few other things on the formerly punk, increasingly electronic label Vinyl Communications, 606 has messed with the linear logic of most electronic music, tossing so much detritus into his computer can that it's hard to tell where the root beat is -- and what is or isn't a beat -- let alone attempt to dance to it. You can't, unless you ignore the beat and just kinda writhe to the noise.
The Slayer, Melvins and Mr. Bungle fans coming to see Fantomas (see page 69) will no doubt whup Kid 606's ass after the show for the mess he made, but that's OK. We'll watch his back, because it's tough to offend said metal freaks, and if he can succeed at alienating both them and the jungle heads, well, he must be doing something right. Oh, and what does the music sound like, you ask? Kid 606 describes it best: ""TWEERPWLLBLKWPIJBLEEPBLOOP' in the night."