Museums & Galleries



In Darren J. Cunningham’s hands, beats splinter, frequencies seethe, melodies are rendered resolutely disconsolate. And while the energy level varies from release to release, there is always – amid the sloshing cadences and imitation ring tones and spiked samples – a very palpable edge to this British musician’s creations. His default sense of place lies somewhere between inescapable nightmare and club freak-out nightmare, and one gets the sense that that’s just how he likes it, whether we like it or night.

Fri., April 11, 11:59 p.m., 2014