I don't believe in the 100gecs project as an aesthetic roadmap. Yet it is undeniable that there is an innovation here, formally speaking. In that there is literally no music. What I mean by that is not kind of elitism or snobbery about proper music but this: that when you play 100gecs, what you are listening to is the musical equivalent of silence, as the brain struggles to adequately process silence, hence you can start to feel humming or constants of varying kinds in your brain when you meditate. This is where ambient has its failing, in that it can only really serve as background music, but it still ostensibly necessitates true listening to microtimbral variations. the technicians behind 100gecs are completely aware of this, being part of the hyperfocused internet generation without actually being 19 year old tiktokkers (same goes for ms. Polachek in some ways.) What 100gecs have perfected in this sense is ambient par excellence, despite the nu metal riffs, pitched up vocals, gabberised kicks, its all refracted through this disjointed mirror of half-dead sounds and subcultures (and by half dead here we are not speaking of nonexistent but with no material referant) by small town American kids. Whilst deconstructed club generally sounds achingly parodic to UK continuum ears because it corresponds to physical semiotics, 100gecs just abandons that entirely. You get songs but only inasmuch as they are discernably 100gecs, they don't operate within the economy of songcraft. But there's more: what is so fascinating about this is not the sound collage but that the sounds they appropriate bear the stigma of compression characteristically optimised for TV and computer speakers. It's definitely not a hoax, but they are not really operating in a discourse apparent to journalists with political commitments and sympathies. There is a deep nihilism there, which is afraid to be mentioned.