Aleksi Perälä has thrown eight years worth of material together, and the resulting imbalance makes this Ovuca premiere an intriguing challenge. Lactavent Album is a garage sale of curiosities both wonderful and inconsistent. The material here serves as a sort of initiation into the electronic brat pack of early Bogdan Raczynski, Cylob, µ-Ziq, and grinning godfather Aphex Twin. Of the 22 manic tracks clustered together here, a half-dozen of them simply beep and sizzle like vintage video game sound effects in key, which is not to call them songs. However, the reward actually comes from these pieces being so brash and non-formulaic that they make for some of the most dynamic and fascinating electronica of the late '90s. Of course, there are passages that are so over-the-top formulaic, they actually have a novelty to them. The final two tracks, "Vauva" and "Huppinale," sound like some of the earliest material; dry rhythm boxes and synth bass notes clunk along in a rather straightforward manner, throwing a dull plastic exclamation mark at the end of the CD. "Vutsaa" is a disturbingly cheery intro -- lo-fi synth melodies cranked up into distortion with crunchy drum static. "Torremolinos" and "Bambara Wax" are horrific live drum apparitions, haphazardly decorated with analog squeals. "Teddy" leans toward the sounds of future Ovuca releases, with clouds of harmonics rippling over hurried beats. Right on its heels comes "Festival," a hollowed-out daydream that drips with sugary ambience. "Wonder Ewing" is an unexpected production that sticks out like a sore thumb, albeit a thumb that grooves. It's a hip-hop sci-fi anthem that practically negates every track before it with its production value. Constantly unpredictable, Lactavent Album is miles away from the bubbling laptop sound of 2001's Wasted Sunday, but Allu-Pallu is brave enough to show his sketchbook with some pages torn or frayed at the edges, but still others laminated to a high gloss. It's not a shining achievement as an album, but here is talent in its raw form -- the rebellious teenager driving his equipment too fast, too recklessly, and too confidently to ignore.
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AllMusic Review by Glenn Swan