Brood Ma's experimental first album for Tri Angle is a perfect fit for the label's dystopian aesthetic. Like his peers Lotic and Rabit, the self-described "cybergoth" revels in shuddering rhythms and broken-glass textures, and he treats his synths like molten plastic, stretching viscous tones into wildly contorted shapes. The queasy sirens of "Molten Brownian Motion" sound like rave music for the end of the world, and there's a hint of pop in the chopped and charred vocals of "Sacrificial Youth." Meanwhile, "Dim Returns" carefully balances violence with grace, like the album as a whole.