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01. POPULATION ONE - Out of Control
02. POPULATION ONE - Code Urgent
03. POPULATION ONE - For Only You
04. POPULATION ONE - Battle for Space
05. POPULATION ONE - Inner City Circus
06. POPULATION ONE - All Together
07. POPULATION ONE - My Own Shadow
08. POPULATION ONE - All of a Sudden
09. POPULATION ONE - Out of Control
10. POPULATION ONE - The Test
11. POPULATION ONE - We Live in Outer Space
ARTIST
TITLE
Theater of a Confused Mind
FORMAT
CD

LABEL
CATALOG #
RHM 013CD RHM 013CD
GENRE
RELEASE DATE
11/25/2014

Deadly Population One album from Terrence Dixon on Rush Hour. Under the Population One codename, Detroit citizen Terrence Dixon has realized some of his most vivid, esoteric portals to the Motor City mindset. Theater of a Confused Mind is Dixon's second album in this mode and marks a timely return to Rush Hour 20 years after his debut album, Unknown Black Shapes, and the Hippnotic Culture 2LP, whose "Rush Hour" track inspired the label's name. In both the literal and figurative sense of the album's title -- theater as a space for performance or an operating table, and equally in terms of psychogeography -- Theater of a Confused Mind plays out an affected Afro-futurist narrative over eight tracks of haunting and furtive sci-fi techno. It's riddled with cryptic connotation, systemic from the track titles to its deft, subtle mix-down, all drawing upon the city's emotions, industrial architextures and post-industrial panoramas to better express its sense of soul. Between opener "Out of Control," where Dixon is the voice-in-Detroit's-head, a dark interpreter whispering to himself "Detroit, Out of Control/As I Walk Through The Mists Of Detroit/And You Don't Know What We Be," and through to the mind-blowing sci-fi projections of closer "All of a Sudden," it renders a unique perception of Detroit's enduring export. Tracing circuitry like grid-iron avenues, Dixon deviates down back alleys, through warehouses and across mental space, divining the ghosts of jazz in the coiled double bass of "For Only You," or long-lost S.O.S. transmissions in the tribal patterns of "Code Urgent," while the prickling electro of "Battle for Space" condenses that fractured flux at the album's core, and the chaotic harmonies of "My Own Shadow" encapsulate a Kafkaesque sense of raving paranoia.