Aphex Twin
Drukqs
22 Oct 2001
Label: Warp
Disc: 1
1. Jynweythek
2. Vordhosbn
3. Kladfvgbungmicshk
4. Omgyja Switch
5. Strothatynhe
6. Gwety Mernans
7. Bbydhyonchord
8. Cock/Ver 10
9. Avril 14th
10. Mt Saint Michel + Saint Michael's Mount
11. Gwarek 2
12. Orban Eq Trax 4
13. Aussois
14. Hy A Scullyas Lyf Adhagrow
15. Kesson Dalet
16. 54 Cymru Beats
17. Btoum Roumada
18. Lornaderek
19. Qkthr
20. Meltplace 6
21. Bit 4
22. Prep Gwarlek 36
23. Fathur
24. Taking Control
25. Petiatil Cx Htdui
26. Ruglen Holon
27. AFX237VI
28. Ziggomatic 17
29. Beskhu3epnm
30. Nanou 2
Disc: 2
1. 54 Cymru Beats
2. Btoum Roumada
3. Lornaderek
4. Qkthr
5. Meltplace 6
6. Bit 4
7. Prep Gwarlek 36
8. Fathur
9. Taking Control
10. Petiatil Cx Htdui
11. Ruglen Holon
12. AFX237VI
13. Ziggomatic 17
14. Beskhu3epnm
15. Nanou 2
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Amazon.co.uk Review
Drukqs is the 2001 release from Cornish Techno wizard Richard D James aka the Aphex Twin. Deified in the sphere of experimental dance--partly for his indisputable sporadic genius, but partly, it must be said, for his bullish refusal to play the whole "releasing records" game, and the subsequent mythology that such contrariness invariably prompts--every new release is greeted like it's the future of music on plastic. Drukqs is not that album, at least not quite: a 30-track double CD set that runs to over 100 minutes in length, it reads like a hastily-compiled joy-ride through the old Aphex countryside, full-on acid junglist scorchers like "Vord Hosbn" barrelling madly past serene, oddly beautiful ambient piano curiosities like "Avril 14th" and sometimes the two disparate disciplines blending, as in the truly surreal wreckage of "Mt Saint Michel + St Michaels Mount". It's a minor disappointment when you realise there's nothing here as epochal as "Come To Daddy" or "Windowlicker", two late-period Aphex singles so startlingly revolutionary that, on their release, they sounded like nothing else on God's good earth. But once that's out the way, and you're free to immerse yourself in the tangled depths of Drukqs, it's simply a relief to know that Aphex is still making music: fiendishly complex, lovably dumb, and still aeons ahead of the legion of imitators.
