Whilst everyone is at the over-hyped, e-commerce, wankfest that is $ONAR (me? jealous?). I'm gonna be knee deep in other people's code. Struggling to come to terms with the solitary nature of it all. Trying to drown out the silence in my life. And generally being a reclusive c*nt. I've earned the right.

Out of all this lot, buy them all. Illegally downloading these will give you herpes....

Whilst the recent Deadbeat releases were pleasant enough, it hardly ploughed new territories. This, though, is something quite different. Alan Abraham's calling card for Africa glitch is in turns studied, loose and funky. Reminiscent of Richard H. Kirks more rhythmic moments. Simply put, these are nine exercises in subtle loop manipulation.

Processed guitar easing its way into ethnic samples on 'Ebb and Flow' The primal cyclism of 'Thought in Action' makes you want to mbuki-mvuki. Whereas a lot of ~scape's output explores colder terrain, this is warmer, as if everything has been left out to dry in the sun.

Following on from Tu m's spectactularo turn on Fallt's Ferric burn to order series, here we have Ian Andrews. Whom I would know more about, if only I could find the press release. I think he hails from Australia and I'm sure he doesn't own a drum machine.

The eight pieces on offer are all beatless, well they don't contain any discernible tempo specific pattern. Straddling the lines between experimental, abstract and dub, shades of gamelan appear on 'Libidinal Decay'. Tonal gongs with metallic interrupts. Sounds of distant gatherings and phases of sheared patches make up 'Jaffa', which instantly reminded me of Vladislav Delay's Uusitalo project.

Whilst Warp furrow new paths in the world of indie popness. (Financially wise, but it totally disinterest's me.) At least they still have the likes of Autechre flying the flag for 'difficult' music. They seem to invoke so much action and reaction that it's sometimes difficult to form and retain an opinion of your own.

Those who already subscribe will know that the Mancunian duo have long since jettisoned their electronic roots and gone off on the most skewed and impenetrable trajectory possible.

'Untilted' is their eighth album for Warp.

What gives this album its signature is the occasional moments of musical normality. The violent bursts of compressed artefacts that regularly punctuate 'Augmatic Disport' eventually make way for sub-bass electro. The skip-driven Oval style melody in the closing phase of 'Ipacial Section'. The hip hop undertow of 'The Trees'.

Autechre have discovered another off-world. But this time, it's a bit closer to ours.

'Low light dreams' by Signer provided a soundtrack to moments of intense introspection. Familiar environments, murkily-lit rooms and self contained exile. Expanding from his lone setup to include new members, 'The New Face of Smiling' loses nothing of the intimacy that previous works held.

The addition of low-in-the-mix vocals doesn't detract, acting as additional harmonics to the granulated guitar. Imperfections amplified: orchestrated fuzz, crackles and sheared feedback recur. The Transmat style pitch bend of 'I was dressed as the ant...' jolts you due to its rigidness. The ghost of dub hovers over all.

Everything here works.

For those blessed with the right spatial awareness, this is immediate, smart and affecting music.

I went through a pretty intense electro phase a few years back. Seemed that a bunch of artists were doing something interesting with it. Since then, my interest has waned and the lure of glitch has taken its place.

Still, odd fleeting moments of future funk pass my way and every once in a while, i'll like something. This is EMS on Satamile. Satamile are based in NYC, so this means you don't fuck with them. They hold the torch.

Everything here has been designed to make you dance and as such the consistent tempo, themes and motifs do start to grate. Certainly too linear to hold your attention for the hour long duration. But moments like the sublime 'Rhythmus Machine' could soundtrack the chase sequences in StreetHawk. 'Gi-Ne-Tik's old school hip hop dynamics will please the bass fiends and the minimal unfurling of 'Ellopticophasic' is moving things in the right direction.

Pump the LED's to red, take some drugs and shake your head.