
“Michael Bichael” by Anti Lag
A distorted laugh flicks across the speakers, then an 8‑bit arpeggio revs like a quarter‑fed arcade cabinet the club lights haven’t even settled before “Michael Bichael” drops its first sub‑bass punch. Anti Lag, Melbourne’s resident glitch gremlin, treats restraint like a software bug: bit‑crushed snares snap, vocal chops gurgle with meme‑era mischief, and a rubber‑band bass line…