Over the last 23 years, Detroit-based ADULT. (Nicola Kuperus & Adam Lee Miller) have released seven albums across a multitude of labels: DAIS, Mute, Ghostly International, Thrill Jockey, Third Man Records, Clone Records, and their own Ersatz Audio. They have remixed the likes of LIARS, John Foxx, & Barry Adamson (Magazine). This past year they’ve had the honor of sharing the stage with such personally inspirationing bands as Nitzer Ebb, L7, Severed Heads and Gary Numan. They where also included on Mute Records’ 2019 release STUMM433, a tribute to John Cage’s game changing composition 4’33” and featuring such artists as Depeche Mode, New Order and Cabaret Voltaire.
As they continue to mine their own unique sound of the avant-garde meets electronics meets punk meets your own discomfort ADULT. are pleased to announce the completion of album number eight. This album was conceived in a black hole. After their last album THIS BEHAVIOR (DAIS 2018), written in a majestic cabin in the snow covered woods of northern Michigan, the band wanted to do something that was a total contrast – something less peaceful, even if writing THIS BEHAVIOR was partially like a scene out of “The Shining.” The focus this time around was sensory deprivation; nothing to look at, no interference, just darkness. From May – September 2019 they recorded an album in their basement or “cellar” (depending on which word fulfills your perception). The space was painted completely black with no windows, only enough light to operate the machines (plus, a few metal pipes attached to a garbage can). There was no sense of time, no sense of season. There were no phones. There was no social engagement down in the pit. The main purpose in the studio… to question the idea of “perception.”
Their new album PERCEPTION IS/AS/OF DECEPTION consists of 9 songs based on the uncertainty of what we see, how we see it, what we do with that information we are delivered day in/day out. With references that stretch from Merleau-Ponty to Goethe to Aldous Huxley’s “Doors of Perception” to Jean Cocteau’s “Blood of a Poet”, there is a history of human behavior wrapped up and twisted into this paranoid, beat laden, overindulgent, over-synthed, mind fuck of a reality.