John Bowman’s Snack Master project returns with a self-released album that twists braindance mechanics into crooked, overdriven shapes. Across its eight tracks, Rephlex-era instincts collide with a cut‑and‑paste logic that feels built to fall apart.
John Bowman’s Snack Master project returns with a self-released album that twists braindance mechanics into crooked, overdriven shapes. Across its eight tracks, Rephlex-era instincts collide with a cut‑and‑paste logic that feels built to fall apart.