In the same rarefied vein of Porter Ricks’ Arctic sounds, inhuman techno throbs on Rod Modell’s Incense & Black Light. With Incense, the man behind Deepchord (and half of Echospace) plunges even deeper into the techno-dub void. This album is so icy and tar-on-coal dark, your brain will get frostbite listening to it (check the gyroscopically demonic “Temple”). “Aloeswood” sets the tone with muffled 4/4 kicks scudding like walruses over tundra while glaciers crackle in a polar cave. “Body Sonic” allows slivers of sunlight into the tenebrous mix; it’s one of the few cuts among the 10 here that’s more about moving asses than paralyzing limbs.