When, in the early spring of last year, a virtual-whisper reached my ears about Hybrid's second album, I instantly set about the task of acquiring a copy for my immediate gratification and aesthetic examination. I've been a fan of the Welsh-based breakbeat group from the moment I heard their storming debut `Symphony' in 1998, and in the years following, I scoured the windswept heights of elitist import-only shops and plumbed the depths of cyberverse filebanks for special releases, lost tracks, secret remixes; when Hybrid's symphonic zeitgeist *Wide Angle* was released overseas, I bought the Japanese import regardless of the cost. Thus: after contacting certain `sources,' I acquired a promotional copy of *Morning Sci-Fi,* Hybrid's long-delayed sequel/follow-up. Could it meet expectation? Would it shatter the mold and usher in a whole new era for this unbelievably talented group?
Alas! Expectations are ever destined to bring disappointment. To my pleasure, I found that Hybrid had retained many of their core elements: synthesized soundscapes of the highest quality; organic instrumentation including guitars, strings, horns and woodwinds; all underpinned by some of the sickest breakbeat percussion ever committed in the genre. Moreover, there was a newfound darkness to the material - the album sounded like a natural extension of and artistic shift from *Wide Angle*. And yet, to my chagrin, I also heard elements that were initially disruptive to the Hybrid experience, most notably the group's new vocalist, Adam Taylor. "What were they thinking?" I muttered to myself, displeased with how Taylor's tone clashed with the music. The delivery came embarrassingly close to histrionic, and those lyrics. . .! The angst-y, juvenile subject matter induced many a cringe in my first dozen-or-so listening-sessions.
Eventually I adjusted to Taylor's voice and came to enjoy *Morning Sci-Fi* for what it was, consoling myself with the opinion that *Wide Angle* had had its share of horrid guest vocals as well: the bland `Fatal Beating,' the hilarious-in-a-bad-way "frog-hop" of `Sinequanon' - truth be told, none of Taylor's tracks could match that French-rap-wannabe atrocity (...I'm an American and culturally biased in this regard). Upon my twentieth listen I decided that this was a great album, vocals notwithstanding; and when *Morning Sci-Fi* finally received a stateside release, I plunked down the cold cash for it, happy to never again have to hear that English voice announce, over the peaks and breakdowns, "HYBRID: PROMO COPY." So imagine my surprise to find that the boys behind the racks had decided to further tinker with their second outing, adding electronic dimension to Taylor's limitations (explicit use of echo and reverb), editing several of the tracks that had overstayed their welcome (Know Your Enemy, Gravastar). Also included was a bonus track of almost pure symphonic form, the exquisite `Lights Go Down, Knives Come Out,' though its placement in the mix - or rather, lack thereof - is one of the factors that made me lessen my rating by a star.
The music: Morning Sci-Fi begins with an amalgam of reverse-engineered strings and drunken rant courtesy of the notorious DJ John Creamer. After its short duration, a high-hat emerges, chattering insistently; bass-synths churn and growl; and Taylor's electro-tweaked Taoist blather slowly insinuates itself into the mix - a much-improved alteration on the stark vocals of the promo-copy. Hard 4/4 drums and the recognizable bass of New Order's Peter Hook dominate the mix soon after. The song ends on a slow, melancholic note, and flows nicely into the futuristic breakbeat of `Know Your Enemy.' The Arabic-influenced `Merrikech,' drenched in reverse-sampling, is another standout, while `Visible Noise' and `We Are In Control' serve to kick the album into high gear, the former with its pounding riffs and rippling breakdown, the latter with a funky bass/break combo and vocoder announcements of the Orwellian vein. `Higher than a Skyscraper/Steal You Away' peaks the album - a smashing combo - and `Gravastar' levels it with industrial clang and lockstep 4/4 kick-hammer. `Out of the Dark', Taylor's fourth vocal cut (!) maintains the tension. Finally the mix exhales with `Blackout', featuring the lovely-piped Kristy Hawkshaw and some truly epic string-work via The Hermitage Orchestra of St. Petersburg.
*Morning Sci-Fi* also comes packaged with a supplement DVD, featuring two documentaries and two live performances. The first documentary concerns Hybrid's 2001 tour with Moby (who comes off as a bit, well, `egocentric'), while the second chronicles the process of making the album, though for some strange reason one of the key factors - the studio break-in that changed the entire course of *Sci-Fi*'s artistic synthesis - is totally omitted in favor of band members patting each other on the back. The less said about the live performances, the better . . . though it is rather amusing to see Taylor try to occupy himself with rock-star poses while the band slowly saws toward the vocal sections.
My biggest gripe with Morning Sci-Fi (the reduction of a star) is the fact that one of the best tracks on the entire album, `Lights Go Down, Knives Come Out,' is "cleverly" hidden: one has to spin the album back from the first track to access it. This doesn't work on many CD players, however, including the Gemini CD-2000x I DJ with for my professional occupation. Also, I'm somewhat disturbed by the implied notion that Hybrid plans on continuing to work with Taylor - after hearing him mangle `If I Survive' during a live performance for One World, I am utterly aghast at this notion.
In conclusion: Hybrid has shown their technical/experimental chops with this album, and for the most part I'm pleased with their artistic decisions, having a healthy respect for ambition, even if it isn't fully realized. Change and experimentation are necessary for continued growth and better craft. I only hope they hire new (and better) vocalists for their future sci-fi symphonies. _Then_ we might hear the masterpiece these boys are more than capable of.