
New radio show is now available at Scanner FM. All deep house this week with a focus on Manuel Tur. No need to say too much more, but I previously posted on a lot of these tracks recently if you need more information.
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Manuel Tur’s 2009 debut album “0201”
for London’s Freerange was a disjointed affair and was something of a letdown
after such a long run of great singles that has still gone unabated. His latest
full-length “Swans reflecting elephants” is perhaps the album everybody had
wanted, elegant and also eccentric, drawing inspiration from surrealist
Salvador Dalí not only in the title, but, in a way, also in the stylistic
shifts from track to track that make it such a fascinating listen. But why it
should have failed to make a mark on the usual websites is also strange.
Perhaps one reason is that so far it has only been released as a CD and
download, with no vinyl or lead singles to stoke interest, only a single 12” of
remixes. In any case, “Swans…” opens with the charming, but almost girly pop of
“Back to me” that could be a dangerous sign of things to come if it was not
directly followed by “Phantom ride”. Here, the fragile innocence of the female
vocals become the inner voice caught in a circular question, tormented by a
heavier kick drum and clusters of high piano notes the rattle over a menagerie
of menacing sounds. So from track one to two you have an abrupt shift in style
and psychology. By the time the powerful drive of “High needs low” kicks in you
realise that Tur has really opened himself up on this album and that there is
plenty to be afraid of. The rest of the album ranges from the dark piano licks
of “Feel”, to the vocal-driven disco drone of “Maybe next time” and the
beautiful down beat crawl of “Just love” with vocals by Elina Monova. One final
highlight is the melancholy and exotic ambient piano vignette “Mirrors” which
is also a track that further emphasises the differences between Tur and Daly’s
albums, in that Tur sacrifices some of the party mood for something altogether
unexpected.
There was one deep house long
player that DID get a review and
ironically, for me at least, it was probably the weaker of the three. Small
People is the duo of Julius Steinhoff and Just von Ahlefeld and their “Salty
days” debut on their own Smallville imprint bares more than a similarity to
Moomin’s “The story about you” and arguably its predecessor “Asper clouds” by
Christopher Rau. Here, maybe the issue is not so much that they sound familiar,
but they feel familiar and even share
a template to some degree. This is not surprising since they all come from the
same label, but for me at least, I find it hard to get caught up in the hype
that seems to engulf these releases, elevating Moomin to near the summit of
last year’s album polls (position 12), for example. My criticism of the music
goes not so much against its quality, but its homogeneity. “Salty days” and
“The story about you” are both great releases, especially for DJs. Faultless in
the sense that they have no dud tracks, no cringeful moments and they drift
along just fine. Yet in a blind test I would find it hard to pick them out of a
crowd or extract them from the flow of a set. But give me John Daly and I would
tell you who it is. Give me Manuel Tur and I would want to know who it was. I mention feeling and here the depth of
feeling seems muted sometimes in favour of control and a sort of dressy ambience.
Indeed, one of the biggest problems with Small People and some similar artists
is that they sometimes seem to wear the same clothes: they use samples and a
palette that doesn’t stray far enough from the safety zone at the centre as if
they were all buying their clothes in the same mall. The high hats on this
album for example, sound just like high hats and follow traditional patterns.
There are a few gurgling bass lines that sound Chicago enough, but don’t really
threaten to break the mould. Perhaps one reason for this is that they prefer
not to let loose, giving you little to distract you from the details. In fact,
the spaciousness of the music asks you to look at it and this is where the
problems lie. In fact, the two highlights of “Salty days” work in the opposite
way, giving you something to unburden the pressure on the mechanism of the
music. “And you and you” is easily the most atmospheric track of the album,
working the wistful synth line into a lost moment of recollection. “Black ice”
seems to have been most people’s favourite and for good reason, with a more
rugged tangle of bass and high hats, and a moody synth line that demands you
watch over your shoulder for surprises and not stare into the music. This is
perhaps a harsh criticism to make of ostensibly a solid album, but given the
sheer volume of dance music, it sometimes seems a bit unfair to take attention
away from the innovators, the ignitors of the flame, and give it only to those
who keep it burning.
Speaking of Christopher Rau, he
has had a relatively prolific time of late, releasing the “Cat litter” EP on
Japan’s Mule Musiq, “Just love baby” on Brooklyn’s Thema, a track “First haza”
on split 12” for new label Ava. Last but not least was the “Morning funk”
single on Smallville as Bon and Rau with Jacques Bon. The latter is of interest
if only for its sampling of Pete “Sonic Boom” Kember’s spoken word introduction
to “How does it feel?” from Spacemen 3’s “Playing with Fire”. The track itself
doesn’t really stand out as a classic otherwise, just a decent lazy day house
track full of cosmic synths and bustling, crisp rhythm section that does the job.
Far more interesting is the new
12” from John Roberts on Dial. Silent since the critically acclaimed album
“Glass eights” in 2010, also on Dial, the return of Roberts is something of a
second coming given the material on offer. The four tracks on two sides are all
short; two of them would be almost incidental if they weren’t so interesting.
“Untitled II” is almost like Gamelan music the way it is arranged. Piano and percussion
mix with stabs of string and less recognisable sounds. “Untitled IV” is
similarly dissonant and more spacious, the melancholy piano brought directly to
the foreground and the overlapping noises breaking the introversion like a
thought that cannot be erased. The two remaining tracks aim more for the dance
floor, but still clock in at around 5 minutes and work from similar palettes.
The title track weaves chimes and jazzy samples with crunching break beat percussion
that couldn’t be further from typical deep house if you tried. The longer
“Crushing shells” works a similar avant-garde angle, cutting and pasting
different plucked string and more chimes and cello into a fractured melodic
landscape all underpinned by an off kilter four-four beat. Everything on this
release is a little striking, making it one of the most original releases of
the year so far.
Delsin’s new house label seems to
be struggling a bit, having been unable to garner many overtly positive reviews
so far without ever having delivered a real turkey, although Andy Vaz’s new
single did get a caning.
However, Aroy Dee’s label M>O>S Deep which is essentially feels like a
Delsin sublabel at times seems perpetually able to find a winner. R.A.G.’s “Black
Rain EP” is certainly a case in point. Opener “The Fog” sounds bleepy and in
many ways retro, with the Ghosts and Goblins-style theremin and the hazy
production that gives it that, well, foggy edge. Put another way, it is an
almost Workshop sound on offer, which is no bad thing. The ambient and analogue
remixes of the title track are also sublime. The latter lays down a traditional
Chicago house back bone and then smears it beneath menacing analogue noise and
more retro horror movie sound effects. The ambient mix takes the same and
strips away the rhythm section, but its inherent tension gives it a lot of
potential for creative DJs to weave it into a mix. This release may straddle
the line between techno and house more than the other releases here, but worth
a mention for quality and originality.
This is perhaps one of the most
surprising albums of the year for a lot of reasons. Foremost amongst these is its
arrival from way out of left field. This is a genuine headcase of a an album,
eccentric, diverse and very self-conscious, forged somewhere between DJ Shadow’s
“Entroducing”, classic deep house, more experimental house a la Mathematics and
goofy break beat. Its spread over two records with each side lovingly sequenced
into a greater collage with humourous and surreal interludes, field recordings and
weird electronics. That’s not to say its all superficial entertainment without
genuine sentiments. There is a bit of everything here, but always leaning towards
the unexpected or less obvious sounds. This album teaser gives some idea of
what to expect and features the track “Awake or sleeper” from the second side.