by Swedish Memento Materia debutants Z Prochek is a natural reaction to
the steady stream of futurepoppish EBM released these days. Initially,
there are traces of this light version of body music, but somewhere after
the first three tracks, things start to smell of rage and bottled up aggression.
While it is most welcome, this more anger fueled EBM, I get the feeling
Z Prochek unwisely drown their, essentially strong, songs in distortion
and industrial sounds. As if they want to hide the fact that they can
write catchy synth tunes.