With her first release on Alien Jams, Wilted Woman reinvigorates the name of the London label: sine waves, finnicky rhythms, and elliptical sound loops ask for “home listening” in a tangle of cryptic martian languages. The music twitches, whirrs, and melts as if the little green creatures had lost control of their electronic equipment, or on the contrary, just discovered how fun it is to use the equipment improperly. Wilted Woman came to Berlin from the earthly realm of New York, and has since fused her quirky, homespun take on club music into this city’s nightlife. Out of the detritus of noise, industrial, and Musique Concrète, Wilted Woman builds what she describes as “anxiety rhythm,” i.e., disorienting techno that creates compelling interferences and cross-signal indecision between the sofa and the dance floor. The Wire accordingly describes her as a left-field raver who refuses to accept the categories of European club culture, who rejects both the conventional and the avant-garde. Amidst the increasingly hi-def, futuristic, glossy surfaces of new club sounds, the New Yorker looks back down, and through, at the zeros, the ones, and the paranormal phenomena that create life in between the whole numbers. 

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