“Moteur Action” (SOPHIE & A. G. Cook Remix)
Start with this:
Add some of this:
Plus a little bit of this:
And you’ll get this:
“Deep Magic Begins Here”
In my Legowelt dossier, his real name (Danny Wolfers) isn’t so important, though I like to remember his seldom-used but delightful aliases such as Nacho Patrol, The Psychic Stewardess, Jackmaster Corky, and Twilight Moose, among others. He’s been putting out tracks since at least Y2K, but I never think of him as an old-timer, since his new material sounds as fresh as ever. All evidence seems to suggest he lives in The Netherlands, yet in my head he resides in the harsh wintery climate of Berlin - and I say, let him live somewhere where the temperature stays around zero degrees, if it means more time spent in the studio cranking out club freak fireworx like “Deep Magic Begins Here.”
Nothin’ but a gnarly hardware setup and intricate knowledge of it makes this track possible. Lord knows how many synth tracks are going on at any given time, yet it never feels cluttered, or rather it does in the gorgeous way that a lit-up city skyline at night looks cluttered, all the parts combining into something beautiful and calling to mind the million dreams of the city’s residents.
I keep refreshing the track, ostensibly to write about it, but end up just dancing in my room instead. Perhaps this gif can explain the mood of the track better than I can:
Check out Legowelt’s website (listed below) for info on upcoming shows this month in Amsterdam, Dublin, Cologne, and Frankfurt.
• Legowelt: http://www.legowelt.com
The Horny Bucket
“Your tail, it looks magnificent to me. It looks like a disgusting visage of my own face.”
While rummaging around out there in the moldy shipping crates of the American noise underground, you’ll encounter plenty of eager characters who will offer in so many words to [blow] [split] [fuck] your mind straight open with the deranged contents of some new limited edition release. Such sexual terminology feels out of place in the context of, say, one straight hour of no-input mixer feedback, you think. You imagine the perved out sonics that would warrant a true “mind-fuck” scenario. You’re not sure you’re ready.
“Down the rope goes into the water.”
Standing over a basement merch table, a mustached man will hold a cassette tape under your nose and tell you that he’s got “that good good.” You will wonder if this man really has that good good. You compile a mental inventory of who, based on your noise schema, can really deliver that good good when you need it. One human face comes to mind.
“Let the skunk in your life.”
Brian Blomerth (a.k.a. Narwhalz of Sound) has followed up the gloriously twisted Looney Tunes lobotomy of last year’s Pork Dust with a new C40 entitled The Horny Bucket. Indicative tags on Soundcloud include: #Suffering, #Difficult Listening, and #Horny. If Blomerth’s brand of hypersexual canine-heavy surrealism wasn’t your cup of motor oil before this moment, it’s time to shred those hang ups and crawl on your hands and knees into his empire of perversion. It’s nice there. The aromas of various flavors of Slippy Syrup hang in the air, meshing with the aroma of Slippy the real-life dog. Blomerth’s comics line the shelves. You pick one up and you start to vape as you ease back into a questionable beanbag.
“It’s me, waving my dick around.”
Press play on The Horny Bucket and prepare yourself for a corrosive verbal wave of philias (e.g. zoo-, asphyxio-, myso-) croaked out from a gallery of disembodied voices. Over a hell of modular synth squeaks and ‘verbed out industrial percussion, you will come to know these characters. Rich with randomizing processes, hilarious text, and physically unsettling tones, Blomerth’s music has the potential to redefine the phrase “anything goes” for you forever. In the same vein as the kitchen sink sample mangling practiced by Sam Gas Can, Foodman, or (TMT’s own) Rick Weaver, this is the sound of anything actually going.
“Is this how it ends, mademoiselle?”
• Brian Blomerth: http://www.brianblomerth.com/
House music has never been this jazz; visuals of night-drive drifting shift down to trip up the hop over protruding railroad tracks. Stagnant smoke clouds the car-roof’s interior. Like the ocean’s tide, “Yalla (Moksa)” by Saffron gives the predictability factor a bit of the old “Is the water rolling in or out?” Trying to assume what you’ll experience on the highway, watching the shoreline, will be equal parts a surprise and borderline accident. Yet, the calm bombastics of “Yalla (Moksa)” eases any tension by-way of trickery. Creating a swarm of sounds, but all equalized in a way that makes one feel like interruption from the outside world is the only thing misplaced sound in the track.
New York-based producer and texture collector Saffron (formerly Spirit Guide), is releasing a double cassette on 1080p of two EPs, Petra I and Petra II, while both work as two different timelines of music. Personally, I’m stoked because I’ve reeled all c80 minutes of Sarah’s Rocks so much that the tape is getting funky now, which happens to long burners. And I love that, especially with Kitkkola. But Saffron is a bit different, and the sounds are much more leveled and minimal, so separating the two tapes will make these EPs last for a good-long time. Count on it. March 25 on 1080p. Listen to the first single “Yalla (Moksa)” by Saffron below, and zone:
• 1080p Collection: http://1080pcollection.net
Smooth jazz the answer. Friend of TMT and heavy player in Gainesville, Florida’s Elestial Sound collective (who released a label-wide mixtape last month!), Euglossine is the newest addition to the Beer on the Rug rap sheet and Complex Playground might be Tristan’s most comprehensive yet. Past albums Dance District and Tropical Popsicle keep me on this endless dance floor high, totally consuming and freeing. Complex Playground is a score, something transposed into steps and performed. Come on, y’all, the album art (by Brooklyn-based collective Eye Bodega) is a coral Romeo & Juliet.
Euglossine is iridescent. Euglossine is candy paint. Euglossine plays keys on god mode, that makes him a saint.
The time schedule for a physical release of Complex Playground is TBA, so grab the digital and educate yourself with the killer power point on midi and smooth jazz written by Euglossine that comes free with download! THIS AIN’T YOUR SOUR DAD’S POWERPOINT.