Suuns

It didn’t take long for Montreal’s SUUNS to resurface with a second full length, Images Du Futur, and, as one would anticipate, this latest exploration takes on even greater visceral depths. At the outset it appears we’re still ensconced in the warehouse, whether it’s the grinding opening explosives of ‚Powers of Ten‘ or the crude, ominous rise-and-fall riffs in ‚2020.‘ Broken up by Ben Shemie’s melodious and angst-ridden murmurs, the industrial low-end throb presides early on, lulling us into thinking the band has picked up right where they left off with their debut LP, Zeroes QC. ‚Minor Work‘ builds steadily around a nostalgic, fuzz-infused beat and bares a soothing, contagious harmony. ‚Mirror Mirror‘ departs from the frenzied earlier pace, decelerating to a lethargic drawl; the droning, almost tedious undertones are paid off with flurries of synthesized flute that announce the dawn of the dreamscape ahead. We aren’t to be disappointed.