and so at last here it is.

after four 12" singles, umpteen bootleg styled remixes, a dancefloor filling residency at the legendary razzmatazz club in barcelona, david, aka idc gets around to releasing his first album proper.

thankfully for once, the previously released singles are scattered across the track listing, making life a lot easier for when the urge comes to listen to the idc electro-dance-rock groove as opposed to having to dig out the various cd-rs that i have archived.

still, despite knowing and loving the singles, nothing really prepares you for intense opening track, slowride.

basically, idc have taken a rock hard beat, and layered the fucker with guitars.

lots and lots of guitars.

giving the album a deliciously dark atmospheric (almost industrial) start, making for a welcome change from the usual dayglo obsessed ed banger grooves.

of course, the main emphasis throughout the ten tracks is the groove, and in that respect, this concise album is perfectly on target for anyone wanting to have a digital noise adrenalin rush session prior to a fun packed saturday night out.

once we get past the moody opening, the superb scratch kicks off the party in fine form, with the ending being morphed and twisted out of shape adding a nice element of surprise for anyone who has rocked out to the original, stomp continues with the love for distressed synthetic funk in a straightforward no bullshit manner.

3 tracks and all going well.

bloody great in fact.

next up we come to modern touch, on which dave for the first time, decides to step up to the mike and become iggy pop. well not quite, but he does add a rare backing vocal line on top of his midi’d up melodies. (update : martin from volunteer is the man behind the lead vocals).

a new brave adventure perhaps, and while the results are not in line with the trademark idc style, not an unwelcome one.

get past this slight detour, and we head straight into the noise filled, electro glitter highlight that is boss klass, proving that the love for t.raumschmiere back in 2005 was perfectly justified. now that the hipster scene have moved on from schafell, the rest of can just lap up the monster groove in all its glory.

and so the album continues.

recidivist is another slice of 4/4 dance rock (big) beat with undercurrents of feedback guitar noise (someone has definitely been listening to my bloody valentine) and an insistent dance floor thump, whereas, cutie, adds an addictive warp era styled bleep melody to the proceedings.

then the listener is onto the final lap with the nagging casio riff that is bolshy beats, and the perfect party closer, akai elvis (oh for a 20 minute edit), with its simple but deadly keyboard stabs, killing joke bass line, and breakbeat electro chaos.

album closer, st. mawes, is a laid back styled track, and i’m not sure if the lazy sunday morning baggy beats fits the overall flow, but as it’s a closing track, i suspect the purpose is to bring the listener back down after the pumped up killers, and in that respect the piano loops, and strings do their job perfectly well. however, when it comes to the memories and urges to relisten to the album, i know which tracks i’ll be wanting a lot more of.

while the album wont be getting the hyped up love like justice/digitalism/simian mobile disco  did in 2007, nor does the label have the necessary funds to make everyone aware of the albums brilliance via any profile raising viral video campaigns, there is no denying that for anyone wanting more straight up dirty, punked up electro noise, then idc is your man for 2008. which given that there is little room for any subtlety in the adhd world we now live (though that could be just my action packed life), means that, overthrow … is a tightly focused cracking blast of melodic noise and digitally enhanced beats.

summary : go find.

more detail : here