A1 - Feel It, Feel It
True story: 3 AM, Paris by night, clubhopping, we’re between two parties, neither drunk nor sober. Then we spot this girl passed out right in the middle of the street, with some punk laughing his head off right next to her. We ask the guy what’s so fucking funny and he says “She’s puking in her sleep... and you know what’s even funnier? She’s my girlfriend.”
That’s when Tacteel headbutted the guy, slapped him across the mouth a couple times then dragged him in front of a shop window so he can look at shame creeping over his sorry face. That’s what “Feel It, Feel It” is about. Righteous anger. It’s Tacteel’s most violent track ever, far less controlled than anything he’s done. This is what happens when crisis- management fails. It sounds like a blindfolded Chi-Town maniac running to the dancefloor waving a huge double-bladed axe. Can you feel the beat? Cause I can. Right, fucker? I CAN.
A2 - L’Hiver vous va si bien
“You are never as beautiful as in winter”. Romance, elegance and drama submitted to the rule of the snare. Kick wrapped in snow, jaunty synths, filters blossoming left and right, dance piano looping in the background, this is post-war music, with syncopated vocal snippets, rolling snare drums, high-energy hi-hats and nervous edits to remind us that some backstreets are not yet pacified.
B - L’Hiver vous va si bien (Zdar A Bass Day Remix)
Zdar. One half of La Funk Mob, Motorbass, Cassius, French touch icon. The man wrote some of the best chapters in the big book of French electronic music - and he’s still adding to it. And this blinding 8 minutes-remix is far from a footnote. Zdar puts the iron fist into a velvet glove.
He dials up a new sonic weather, with fresh guitar clouds and a new bass wind. All the elements are weighted with utmost care then layered onto the live bassline like it’s nothing. But it’s a lot. He makes it sound Ibiza- easy, feet-in-the-water-easy, wind-in-the-palm-trees-easy. When house is that fluid it feels like dancing among friends, special secret steps only your friends really understand.
True story: 3 AM, Paris by night, clubhopping, we’re between two parties, neither drunk nor sober. Then we spot this girl passed out right in the middle of the street, with some punk laughing his head off right next to her. We ask the guy what’s so fucking funny and he says “She’s puking in her sleep... and you know what’s even funnier? She’s my girlfriend.”
That’s when Tacteel headbutted the guy, slapped him across the mouth a couple times then dragged him in front of a shop window so he can look at shame creeping over his sorry face. That’s what “Feel It, Feel It” is about. Righteous anger. It’s Tacteel’s most violent track ever, far less controlled than anything he’s done. This is what happens when crisis- management fails. It sounds like a blindfolded Chi-Town maniac running to the dancefloor waving a huge double-bladed axe. Can you feel the beat? Cause I can. Right, fucker? I CAN.
A2 - L’Hiver vous va si bien
“You are never as beautiful as in winter”. Romance, elegance and drama submitted to the rule of the snare. Kick wrapped in snow, jaunty synths, filters blossoming left and right, dance piano looping in the background, this is post-war music, with syncopated vocal snippets, rolling snare drums, high-energy hi-hats and nervous edits to remind us that some backstreets are not yet pacified.
B - L’Hiver vous va si bien (Zdar A Bass Day Remix)
Zdar. One half of La Funk Mob, Motorbass, Cassius, French touch icon. The man wrote some of the best chapters in the big book of French electronic music - and he’s still adding to it. And this blinding 8 minutes-remix is far from a footnote. Zdar puts the iron fist into a velvet glove.
He dials up a new sonic weather, with fresh guitar clouds and a new bass wind. All the elements are weighted with utmost care then layered onto the live bassline like it’s nothing. But it’s a lot. He makes it sound Ibiza- easy, feet-in-the-water-easy, wind-in-the-palm-trees-easy. When house is that fluid it feels like dancing among friends, special secret steps only your friends really understand.
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