Shitkatapult’s main stain (the other co-owner being T. Raumschmiere) releases a gorgeous second full-length of haunting, melodic IDM. On Duplex, he pushes a distinctive, swiftly crumpled beat to the forefront, tempering evocatively vibrant sax strains with prominently splattered breaks. Apparat even treats us to some vocal tracks, and his high voice-like Thom Yorke but with a sweet hoarseness all its own-floats suspended above the buzzing, furiously tapping fray. Most of Duplex’s tracks conjure a similar sense of hovering adrift, as if they were about the colors and shapes of the half-dying, or maybe the half-birthed, his beats riddling the divide between with a million little holes.