Roll The Dice: In Dust
If, like me, the commute to and from work is partially made bearable by a soundtrack then you’ll know that the choice of what to listen to is a tricky one. One of the key criteria for this decision has to be mood; something aggressive might tap into and pleasurably enhance the constant resentment you hold for your workplace, whilst ultimately never really dealing with the issues at hand and only adding to the everyday misery; something upbeat and euphoric and you’ll be noticeably too cheerful, especially if you’re more likely to find yourself in the former category; and something romantic and/or wistful will only lead to staring out of the window, low productivity and unemployment (possibly).
Swedish duo Roll The Dice and their In Dust creates a mood from both music and album art. In combination these are all about pulse and throb, about the tone of machines, the rhythm of labour and aesthetic possibilities arising from the hum of factories. The resulting murk befits the often circular and repetitive routine of working and commuting; a temper that is all-pervading and at times overwhelming. The only tiny shaft of sunshine carving up the crepuscular clouds is the penultimate and appropriately titled track ‘Way Out’. Yet this exit, this life affirming moment of release, no doubt equating to the temporary liberation of the weekend, is closed down and made fleeting by the return of the pulse on the appropriately titled ‘See You Monday’.
So why the fuck would you want to buy an album of instrumental music that can only compliment the trudge of the (still) industrial lives that most of us lead? Well it’s simple: In Dust acts to affirm and make explicit that sense of inner alienation and leads to the possibility that you might be able to do something about it or at least realise what ‘work’ ultimately is: an absurd and meaningless dance. Good Luck. Purchase.
Calling all Workers: