it was memorial day weekend 2016, and the sun shined bright over the detroit river. pontchartrain stepped up to the decks at the red bull stage at movement electronic music festival donning his infamous detroit vs. itself- t-shirt. his first song through the rane rotary mixer was a dubplate made specifically for his set: afterlife. its a brilliantly executed balearic daytime disco rework that warrants the praise of summer anthem that its earning. on the flip is pool an equally sunny slomo beatdown rework from blair french. it s a delightful blend of cerebral and soulful, and is finally getting a release after being originally championed by peter croce on his le mellotron paris set back in early 2018. this 7inch is pressed heavy and cut loud at 33.3 rpm with a normal non-dinked hole.
nois land is a collaboration of artists from the detroit area who have come together to create an ep appropriately titled big kahuna. these are studio sessions pulled from a time capsule, reconstructed and brought back to life. a uniquely diverse and original listen, with styles ranging from island grooves to disco screamers to peak hour beatdown bangers. featured artists include blair french, todd modes, peter croce, mike seversion, damon warmack, topher horn, sam beaubien, and lennox karlisle.
there are also more frosty cuts that sound like a chilly autumn walk, tracks that feature emotive neo-classical piano pieces and suggestively rhythmic compositions that sooth your mind. the second half of the record touches on church like passages of synth heavy sounds, strikingly sad violins and lo-fi arrangements that sound, one hopes, a little like what you might hear as you pass from this life to the next.
culled over the naïve bedroom sessions of early university, “chillax” is akin to blaring an extra hot mixtape from a junky deck in your car on your way to cape canaveral to see the last space shuttle leave earth, all while trying to speed run kirby’s dream land on your sister’s gameboy color.
heavy sampling tends to drive this jeep and give it some character, many popular/unknown gems lifted from various dusty tapes and wax procured from thrift stores and vinyl throughout northern florida, cheap drum machines are clumsily slammed against it all and keep everything in a familiarly dance-y zone, while amateur chords and melodies are provided via guitar center synths and youtube ripped commodore 64 blips and stabs (note the cheeky nintendo voices as outliers). a fusion of analog discoveries and pixelated memories (melded together by the relentless florida heat), its an apt soundtrack for long and wistful road trips.