twelve minutes of blissful melody, hypnotic drums and quaking bass, in florian meyerãs fresh mix-up of west african polyrhythms with the sensibilities of classic us minimalism. jordan gcz from juju & jordash edges his remix into the outlands of free jazz, with pulsating bass drum and spiritual synths, like terrence dixon beaming down from saturn.
japonaiserie was the term the dutch post-impressionist painter vincent van gogh used to express the influence of japanese art. artists including manet, degas and monet, followed by van gogh, began to collect the cheap colour wood-block prints called ukiyo-e prints a mini lp by benoit b, the boss of banlieue records, on which he creates a futuristic environment influenced by the japanese electronics of the 80s. a musical japanaiserie that can melt your cold cold heart.
baby whale doses a cross between classic chicago house and e2-e4 with a no-prisoners boogie bassline and piano chords glistering in from rimini. jv’s signature spaced-out production assures a head-turning dancefloor banger for the 4am crew. adam & eve is an intriguing mix of exotica and arthur russell. ‘the sound of matisse,’ says the label.
koehler returns to berceuse heroique with his third release for the label. contra blood invokes the spirit of early no u turn records, infusing some techno dynamics, creating a very interesting anthem for people who don’t care about boundaries in dance music. flammarion breach combines his classic ‘ardcore techno sound with a repetitive arpeggio that recalls the tension of some of the best film scores by john carpenter. with rotating rupees, koehler delivers another beautiful ambient tune and this time its his ode to zelda.
morah’s first release came from helena hauff’s return to disorder label and this time the athenian producer takes the same techno and electro sound and goes completely berserk for berceuse heroique. morah creates some huge waves of feedback on anarchy, which sounds like a techno version of metal machine music, then he takes the old school viewlexx sound and makes it even more confrontational, on you said no and impasse. looking back is a beautiful, melancholic - but still very dysfunctional - version of the death of a rave. one of the strongest points of this new producer is that his music sounds like the city of athens right now: raw energy mixed with manic depression and pessimism.
the industrial project of oliver ho and tommy gillard at its most subversive and evocative, with two preoccupations threaded throughout: middle-eastern percussion, most vivid in the chimes of casting and the driving doumbek rhythms of burning and the sands and the structural iteration of chaos, underlying a collage of wild left-turns, scornful of repetitive hooks and other musical routines. early birds bag a 7inch by hos desert burials, evoking classic punk/funk hybrids like cabaret voltaire.
up from down under, following crucial releases on his own body language imprint, lj shifts gears and steers his intricate sound-world — torn between house and ambient, with larry heard s alien lp coursing through — into deeper, more techno-infused waters. watch out for the centre of time, evoking over its twenty minutes both the arctic vapour of vletrmx21-vintage autechre and the expansiveness of vangelis in full flight. next-level stuff from berceuse heroique.
on his first release for berceuse heroique, rotterdam’s finest dj overdose meets one of the strongest producers of detroit, mr. ob ignitt. overdose creates the best soundtrack for a “march of the robots” scene with dead city. the mighty bounce of early dr. dre productions meets some nasty electro carnage. on sorry to disappoint you can hear the classic west coast electro sound of some of his older releases mixed with some funky sci-fi synth lines. then, ob ignitt takes this monster of a tune and creates one of the gnarliest house tunes of this year with a proper g funk bassline that will properly test your sound system on a good night.
the forever under-rated mb steps out on bh — after illustrious releases everywhere from mathematics to creme — with this gorgeous fifteen-minute epic, evoking the glory days of carl craig. on the flip, specter from sound signature draws the dancefloor in deep.
koehler the bastard back on bh, with his spar kuno in tow. no u turn versus bunker nastiness. the flying dutchman aka a made up sound must have nerves of steel to try remixing this evilous gnarl. his first move is to deep-freeze the fucker, while he prepares a ministration of snare to wake the dead.