Burial

Bass and a deep bottom are urtexts of the mysterious London dubstep producer's second album. And if you wanna know just how low these sounds go, look no further than the artist's name. On Untrue, the abyss of choppy rhythms and the funeral-string stabs are hidden behind a film of vinyl-like clicks 'n' pops that help define this music as a soundtrack to urban claustrophobia. There may be a future-soul beauty and two-step traction to tracks like "Archangel" and the aptly titled "Ghost Hardware," but the lord they serve is a decidedly grimy and downtrodden one.