Jason Letkiewicz isn’t some fashionista. His efforts predate whatever you want to call the current wave of interest in club music. For his first release on Valcrond Video he offers two tracks as Steve Summers. “Always” builds up as a web of metallic syncopation pulsing with threat. A dangerous motif swerves in like pissed-off porpoises, slick with black grime after an oil spill. Vocals show up: they sound like somebody kidnapped a larynx and forced it to MC at the center of a badass board game. A disembodied voice box in the middle of a cardboard landscape. On “Resist” that same captive voice rings through a metal hockey mask, as the instrumental elements seem to narrate an assault in progress. We’re taping you down to the table, don’t bother to resist. On the B side a Torn Hawk remix takes “Always” to never-never land; the malice of the original track gets dressed up with puffy orange clouds (Cheetos). Traditions go in the toilet, return to the fundamental river, only to wash up in the reeds, fresh again . A melodic explosion hides at the center of the progression under hospital-grade gauze; C-4 strapped to the chest of a stuffed bunny suicide bomber.
P-Balans is activating again all its current accomplices in order to reinforce the heretic electronic scene of Bucharest. A first collaboration of Khidja, masters of psychedelic depths, and Delusion Men (comprised of Holy Fix and Utopus), the reliable founding persons of Future Nuggets. All together delivering a smash techno-punk EP uplifted by an enchanting slowburner remix signed by Borusiade.
Deep88 on 4 tracks jammed live, direct recording, no editing, what you hear is what he plays. That border between techno and house.
Acid is the name of the game on Magic Waves’s twelfth release, an undercover excursion from one of the UK’s most eminent masters of the genre. ‘Borrowed Fogs’ on Side A is a 303-driven odyssey into dark and rapturous realms of analogue jamming, taking the listeners and dancers on a far-reaching flight to tweaking peaks on the far side of their minds before Side B bumps us back down to Earth with two hard, slamming, raw, sweaty, dusty and downright dirty basement-shakers in the shape of ‘Empty Warehouse’ and ‘R.T.F.M.’