Yves Tumor is boundless. On their newest album, Reward A Lord Who Chews However Which Does Not Eat; (Or Merely, Scorching Between Worlds), they propel the listener right into a poetic, divine, saturated soundscape. The album is textured with sounds from angsty ’90s previous and neo-psychedelic future. It satirically consumes the listener with its nostalgic cybernetic beats, folding to Tumor’s ferocity and eccentricity.
“Operator” simulates a metallic new-wave symphony. Tumor is giving goth, glamorous and godly. The observe is visceral, atmospheric, high-octane and tenacious — however reveals tender desperation. Tumor converses with the listener on the opposite line, “Hiya? / Are you my lord and savior? / I want a cause to imagine / Child, please by no means take me residence.” The pulsing reverbs rumble, commanding larger powers. Tumor’s lyrics sinfully fixate on vices, cash, faith and lust, resolving with a traditional highschool cheer, and grapples with the artificial operator, “Be aggressive / be-be aggressive.”