This came out in 2000 — or at least that’s when I got it. Here’s what I said about it back then (with some minor editing):
Recoil is the brainchild of former Depeche Mode programmer / keyboardist Alan Wilder. Now that you think you know what to expect, forget it.
You won’t hear any melodramatic dance-pop on his fourth solo CD Liquid. Listen carefully, though, and you will hear some of the most seriously twisted electronica this side of Trent Reznor’s dungeon. Like Nine Inch Nails, Wilder’s art of darkness merges and melds a variety of sounds and sources: Sinister robo-grooves that ooze and turn like worms under your skin; cinematic soundscapes loaded with everything from deep, wet funk to dusty Arabic swirls; and, to top it all off, lyrics of sexual perversion (Breath Control), insatiable desire (Want) and plane crashes (Black Box Pt. 1 & 2), delivered by the likes of disturbing diva Diamanda Galas and former Golden Palomino Nicole Blackman. Recoil is dark, decadent and delicious — and packs one helluva punch.
