The title baldly declares William Marshall's intentions. Think cinematic, think gloomy, think malevolent. But banish thoughts of the darkly romantic jazz-pop of classic film noir. Octavius' mise-en-laptop is more experimental film than revival house thriller. His pink noise compositions evoke stark and modern urban decay, mostly eurhythmic tone paintings in bleak shades of feedback, muffled vocals and druggy electronics. If the lyrics bear a political edge, the message disappears beneath a mass of industrial noise and effects. With its hypnotic pace and spacey keyboards, Audio Noir recalls both Michael Oldfield and Plastiq Phantom. When Octavius scrapes away the sinister blare, only a digital languor remains. - Resonance |