The experimental electronic pop trio occurrence have returned with their most ambitious work yet, the 22-track album “Slow Violence.” While their music blends electronic beats and synth textures with a nostalgic pop sensibility, “Slow Violence” presents their sound in its most vibrant and dynamic form yet. Each member of the trio has outdone themselves, with Ken Urban on electronics, synths & beats, Cat Hollyer on vocals & flute, and Johnny Hager on vocals.
The album opens with the deceptively mellow “Blossom Forth,” its acoustic guitar strumming and Cat’s cooing vocals initially giving the impression of a reflective ballad. But as layered beat programming, shimmering synth, and more harmonies unfold, the song blooms forth into a sensational display of sonic possibility. “Survive, Die Faster” introduces iterative synth patterns that twinkle and scintillate, engrossing the listener within its labyrinthine beatwork. Overtop, Hollyer, and Hager’s vocals navigate the twitching electronics with acrobatic grace.
“You’re Not A Miracle” taps into a vintage synthpop sound, its keys and buoyant bassline evoking nostalgia for ’80s sci-fi soundtracks. Propelled by a pounding beat, the song is a pulsing embodiment of technological wonder.
Standout track “This Isn’t What I Imagined” prominently features Hollyer’s flute, its airy melodies weaving amidst soulful tenor vocals and despondent synth washes. Despite its melancholic ambience, the song’s meticulously crafted production results in a cozy and introspective listening experience.
Throughout the album, occurrence balance avant-garde experimentation with populist accessibility, culminating on the anthemic “The Future Pt.1.” Layers of soaring synth pads, pulsing kick drums, and chanted vocals coalesce into a dramatically cinematic soundscape, perfect for losing oneself on the dance floor.
“November 30, 2014” descends into a dramatical dystopia of glitching beats and distorted bass. For a brief moment, the song descends into silence before Hager proclaims “I love you more than anyone,” investing the phrase with hollow desperation.