On G Is For Deep, Doseone goes for a take on synth-pop that veers between being worringly eccentric and, er, crazily audacious. Then again, Doseone has always been a wild-card, and this might be his wildest album yet.
Laborintus II might be really high-minded, and really challenging, but it's totally bizarre fun too. It may well be the most unsettling thing you listen to all year, but what else would you expect from Mike Patton?
Silfra tries quite hard to walk the tightrope between the post-classical avant-garde and more conventional classical formations. But no matter how hard it tries to convince us of its own aesthetic authenticity, it always seems to trip itself up.
Salon Des Amateurs is great fun and probably the most floral piece of belle époque kitsch you’ll hear all year: perfect background music for your Baudelaire reading group, but it might be a bit much for less adventurous ears.
Street Halo presents an even more compromised, even more ambiguous, Burial than before. Existing outside of hi-fi, lo-fi, and ghettoising genre divides, his is a shattered appeal and it's difficult not to get sucked in.