Dear Das, dear son:
How we’ve missed you. Originally a jeweller, you turned to music when you discovered the French Touch, Bpitch Control and German minimalism. With your debut effort, Weiss Gaz, you gave us one of our very best records. Hearing the title track for the first time, we were amazed at how unique it sounded and the dance world concurred: you attracted the most diverse and enlightened following, from Simian Mobile Disco to Boys Noize to Miss Kittin to MSTRKRFT. You remixed Lo-Fi Fnk, Micronauts, MSK, Crowdpleaser & St Plomb and most recently Shadow Dancer. You are a producer’s producer. Big names ask you for production tips. Real recognize real. You had offers to tour the world but you chose instead to go to a few places you needed to visit: Israel, New York. You had your own, meandering path to follow and, in the year since Weiss Gaz, it led you to the monastery of your youth, in Moscow. We do not know what you did there. We lost touch for a few months and you never told us what happened. But you came back a different man, you were changed. Leaner, meaner, you had a new ferocious manner. What did you do, what have you seen over there? Some of us swear that the colour of your eyes has changed. But you didn’t come back for us, you came back for music. You love God but you’ve chosen Techno.
Techno it is, then. Boy, your recording habits are downright strange. You never ever make music on certain days of the week. You purposefully misuse your equipment. Some tracks wait in the aisles, unfinished, because the bassline hasn’t found its proper “angle”.
Sunburnt came with the command: “Do not listen before 10 pm”. It’s an amazing piece of abrasive techno. Starting with laser impacts shattering an 8-bit spaceship, it broadcasts the whole evacuation sequence, complete with bleeps, systems going awry, stacatto drums and little snare glissandi, and guess what, it’s quite funky. Boys Noize was so taken with the track that he used a demo of it for his recent Bugged Out mix-CD.
Lite Brite is site-specific but you won’t reveal its ideal listening location. It’s the ideal companion to Sunburnt: sweet, delicate and quirky, it’s the sound of a perfect melodious morning being swallowed by a perfect bass storm and spit out as a perfect evening, you know, the kind with friendly, fuzzy synths.
You didn’t want your name “in letter form” on the sleeve of this record. It’s still there, in a cryptic way, but we know why you wanted this 10” to be low-key. You have so much coming up. It’s your way of telling people that this is just a teaser of things to come.
You’re back for good.
How we’ve missed you. Originally a jeweller, you turned to music when you discovered the French Touch, Bpitch Control and German minimalism. With your debut effort, Weiss Gaz, you gave us one of our very best records. Hearing the title track for the first time, we were amazed at how unique it sounded and the dance world concurred: you attracted the most diverse and enlightened following, from Simian Mobile Disco to Boys Noize to Miss Kittin to MSTRKRFT. You remixed Lo-Fi Fnk, Micronauts, MSK, Crowdpleaser & St Plomb and most recently Shadow Dancer. You are a producer’s producer. Big names ask you for production tips. Real recognize real. You had offers to tour the world but you chose instead to go to a few places you needed to visit: Israel, New York. You had your own, meandering path to follow and, in the year since Weiss Gaz, it led you to the monastery of your youth, in Moscow. We do not know what you did there. We lost touch for a few months and you never told us what happened. But you came back a different man, you were changed. Leaner, meaner, you had a new ferocious manner. What did you do, what have you seen over there? Some of us swear that the colour of your eyes has changed. But you didn’t come back for us, you came back for music. You love God but you’ve chosen Techno.
Techno it is, then. Boy, your recording habits are downright strange. You never ever make music on certain days of the week. You purposefully misuse your equipment. Some tracks wait in the aisles, unfinished, because the bassline hasn’t found its proper “angle”.
Sunburnt came with the command: “Do not listen before 10 pm”. It’s an amazing piece of abrasive techno. Starting with laser impacts shattering an 8-bit spaceship, it broadcasts the whole evacuation sequence, complete with bleeps, systems going awry, stacatto drums and little snare glissandi, and guess what, it’s quite funky. Boys Noize was so taken with the track that he used a demo of it for his recent Bugged Out mix-CD.
Lite Brite is site-specific but you won’t reveal its ideal listening location. It’s the ideal companion to Sunburnt: sweet, delicate and quirky, it’s the sound of a perfect melodious morning being swallowed by a perfect bass storm and spit out as a perfect evening, you know, the kind with friendly, fuzzy synths.
You didn’t want your name “in letter form” on the sleeve of this record. It’s still there, in a cryptic way, but we know why you wanted this 10” to be low-key. You have so much coming up. It’s your way of telling people that this is just a teaser of things to come.
You’re back for good.
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