The Alixander III behind this release would actually be Alphonse Alixander Lanza III, who is almost certainly better known to you as the III in disco-house outfit Azari & III. The Incline Of Western Salivation Pt III is his first full length debut release and it kicks pretty much everything from his other outfit at the door.

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It's long, although nowhere near as long as the press release suggests - 92 minutes in comparison to the claimed "almost 2 hours". Maybe it just felt that long. I'm pretty sure it did.

The Incline Of Western Salivation Pt III - Alixander III

The album is almost entirely vocal-free and if you come in expecting anything like the pop-dance tracks of Azari & III you'll find yourself a long way from Kansas. Toto. This is deep, dark, trippy techno and tech-house.

At its best The Incline feels like an abandonment of inhibition, and that seems very much to be the ambition of its creator. 'Donuts' is psychedelic, intense and intimate - a tight, sweaty mess of electronic squelches and out-of-phase melodies.

This album seems to signify a growing interest in minimal techno and electronic music. Minimal was frequently tipped for the big time (there's an oxymoron) back in the mid-noughties but it never really caught-on. I'm still not convinced it will - it just doesn't have the potential for mainstream cross-over that almost ever other genre does, by definition not much happens. That doesn't seem to deter the number of producers churning it out - in turns of output alone minimal electronic music only seems to be growing.

Ultimately some of this is good, but a lot of it feels pointless. Dress it up as "challenging" if you want, I just don't buy it. I've listened to and covered plenty of minimal, techno and IDM over the years and it only really becomes anything more than drug music when you start to actually do something with it. Jaar skirts around jazz and soul, Stott slows it the fuck down and fills it with paranoia, Villalobos does everything he possibly can to it.

The Incline Of Western Salivation Pt III cares about me about as much as a three-year-old on Ribena and the old-style, artificially-coloured blue smarties. Stop beating me round the head and let me learn to give a shit. For every five minutes of interesting production work, texture and melody here there are another fifteen that just might make you view the pains of tinnitus in a whole new light.

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