The title track softens the space between abrasion and enlightenment, morphing from snarling aggression to elusive vapour, the atmosphere shifting at unexpected moments. Its impulsive video consists of an unchoreographed first and single take of Arca dancing. The attached self-portraits of Arca are comparably raw. Anger is celebratory and carnival-esque, while Faggot concludes with rhythmic allusions to the title track from Xen. The dripping sounds of Umbilical, fused with the titles connotations of birth, clash with digital static. Enveloped is a label suggestive of overwhelming but comforting containment, yet the track itself feels liberated, with warped strings crawling from the uniform rhythm in the pieces latter moments. Vanity, Snakes and Soichiro are personal and intimate sweltering rainforests of sound. Buds open as tracks unfold, petals of the darkest reds and most vivid blues bloom. Deep roots of bass crawl through the earth beneath the record, anchoring each organism. The only essential consistency between the tracks is a refusal to sit still.
The constant liminality of Mutant is hard to pin down; something seen out of the corner of ones eye that has moved elsewhere in the time it takes to bring it into focus.