Influenced by found-footage horror films and gaming’s immersion, KAVARI shakes the aura viscerally and grips mental pathways cinematically. Wrenching the listener into her gnarly machinery, stark emotional passages drift as smoke between combusting decompositions of brutalist industrial weight, laced like broken glass with the grit of filthy, filthy bass.

Raised in the Highlands after early years in Birkenhead, the isolated region combined with soaking her ears in dubstep split opened a path towards throwing raves and parties, fertile terrain for the abrasive spirit now hardwired into her to spread gristle into brain matter. Her sets thrive on unpredictability, constantly shifting uneasily between suffocating density and sudden release. Bodies become hostages inside a heaving bubble-dimension that is at once hostile and magnetic.

• Lost Cuts Vol.3 (The Trinity), by KAVARI

• Lost Cuts Vol.3 (The Trinity), by KAVARI