
The music of West Coast producer oOoOO is probably best described as dreary. His new EP, Our Loving Is Hurting Us , reaches again and again into a seemingly endless reservoir of melancholy, pitting washy vocals against crisp hip-hop percussion and chirping synths. At around seventy beats a minute, each of the record’s five songs are just a hair too slow to fit in with the Brainfeeder or Wedidit beat-oriented, space-glitch aesthetic; instead, oOoOO’s songs seem intent on conjuring sustained feelings of decay and dissolution. It’s the kind of music that would provide a perfectly quiet soundtrack to a [...]