tiefschwarz beckon you to dominate my sensation with their latest single on the boys own souvenir. and with its booty-shaking, bass-bumpin funky house vibe, its ripe for the plucking on dancefloors across the world. the title track kicks things off with a dual attack of bass and hi-hat, urging us into its insistent groove. then it takes a firmer hold with its sultry vocals, shaking us around a bit in the process. with the carnivalesque atmosphere of seamy summers in rio, we welcome a funky percussive workout into the mix while a synthline squiggles around us. the breaks saucy vocal instructs us to allow entry into our very own adventure, percussion building to peak levels. lost in the moment, none can resist this kick, and bodies are lost in a dizzying swirl. b-sides include an energetic reimagining from the labels very own frankfurters, chris wood and meat, fresh from their recent smash triple s ep on souvenir and pascal feos & frank leicher manage to dial up the sleaze quotient, murking out the bassline and distorting the vocal.
