Mullers characteristic and very distinctive way of working with minimal musical elements from the house end of the spectrum never fails to generate that remarkable impression of standing still and constantly driving forward at the same time. The tracks communicate a kind of internal swing. You could imagine a complex machine which has no apparent function, but is instantly recognisable by its perpetual motion, like the movement of a kinetic sculpture. Once you allow yourself to become immersed in the wonderful workings of this mechanism, time appears to stand still. Each 12 inch track extends over an entire side of the record, which means they have the room to develop their complex percussive structures and microscopic changes to perfection. >Sunday Monday< does without melody and harmony almost entirely, whilst >Red Noir<, with what you might call a classic bassline, has a more appeasing feel, although it also maintains an ample level of elated energy. [bpc224_info from ko]