CD, Force Of Nature, 2008
A surprising start from this French-Canadian duo. “Triomphe de la Matière” tears through silence with a wall of power electronics that raised a wry smile and hit the tick box in my field of genres most favoured. A decent approach, but it’s still not quite in the league of say, Navicon Torture Technologies. Fun, nonetheless, however. “Atomic Glory” jumps merrily down the distorted beat pathway I was expecting. Clean, thumping bass drums skip over the tops of scattered electronics and more familiar power noise overtones, which by the fourth track (“Control”) cement the Plastic lads firmly in the territory of Xotox and such like. Quite literally, so as it happens.
There has been a genuine stab at individuality here. “K-haus” (make of that title what you will) knocks at the door of Euro-trance and hard house, and whilst I do credit them with what is fundamentally a bold manoeuvre, I can’t help but feel this is a rare error of judgement. During the track’s six-minute length, it does become a little tedious and isn’t strong enough composition-wise to carry itself, unfortunately outstaying its welcome when most tracks of this ilk do tend to go on longer. Smatterings of other reflective sounds that mould today’s modern industrial sound and live under that umbrella are attempted throughout the rest of this album, and it seems no stone is left unturned as this marriage of minds attempts to encapsulate the entirety of the scene, all within one release. This has been attempted before, however, with the phenomenal debut album by Kiew, which hit all the relevant nails on their respective heads in fine form, and it’s a difficult task to master. With a couple more releases under their belt, Perfection Plastic may just become the jackhammer that bolts this down, but for now at least this is quite simply work in progress.
“Triomphe de la Matière” is, however, a steady, easygoing release. The mastering of Joshua Colella (a.k.a. Scrap.edx) oils the sound to give it that necessary punch, and tracks such as “Bad Girls” should, in all fairness, have the undoubted ability to set most dance floors alight with relative ease. This is one of those albums to crank out before heading out for a night on the tiles. Fun, without threat, and will not be out of place sat in the collections of the hearts of you out there who simply like letting your hair down and not getting bogged down in technicalities.
— Tony Young