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Absolutely Blinding Music
Email By: Orr
The deluge of absolutely blinding music continues to flow out of Germany unabated. Whether it is forward-looking techno or equally forward looking jazz inflected dance music (let's not split hairs about genre), the tide is not losing its momentum. This week I have a compilation album called Members Of The Trick on the Sonar Kollektiv label. A trio of Berlin pranksters called Trickski -- not Tricksie 'cos that's the name of your cat – assembled this fine body of work and it bears the usual stamp of German excellence. These Trickski geezers are fond of squelchy, funky and groovy dance music that crosses a number of generic borders and leaves you feeling rather gratified to say the least. Rumor has it their party in Berlin, simply named The Weekend Club, is a bit of a sweaty, nasty clusterfuck, where all manner of badness goes down. Y'all like the sound o' that eh? I'm not sure if it's still happening but if you look for 'em on Lastfm or on myspace their bio mentions this den of iniquity and the type of soundtrack that gets thrown out at these questionable dos.

They seem to gravitate towards the house and techno side of things but they also have a bit of a penchant for slow –but still nasty – grooves and a pinch of soul and jazz in the mix. I mean why not? You can't be robotic all night, you gotsta take a leaf out of Ron Hardy's book and know when to bring everyone back to the spiritual side of things for a minute before chucking them into the phuturistic bidness again. Well, this eleven-track collection shows how Trickski do it, and though they're not called Tricksie they still know how to get tricky avec les tunages (that there's genuine Franglish there pardner).

There are tunes with squelchy, farty noises, ones with jazzy pianos and others that have German blokes talking about disco dancing related subject matter. If any, or all three, of these criteria are of interest to you or if you're inclined to garner unrelenting pleasure from any one, or two, of these elements then I'd recommend getting your sweaty mits on this when it drops. Unfortunately, I neglected to contact the publicist to find out when it's released, but I'd take an edumacated guess at early April. "But what about the f!%&ing music?" I can sense you all scream. Yes, the tunes are rather nice. The first number, "4 Members Only," by Leroy & Darnell is only one minute and fifty four seconds long, but you're left wanting -- no, gagging -- for more as it has one mean ass bassline and, at ninety two beats per minute, radiates a Baldelli type aura which is great for kicking proceedings off.

Another cool thing about this collection is that it is not mixed, so you get the tracks in all their glory as their creators intended. This is especially pleasant if you're impatient – like me – and jump forward to track six, "All I Want" by Future Beat Investigators; a fantasmic mélange (sounds naughty doesn't it?) of dubby techno touches, teutonic chanting and chunky, metallic keys, that sounds like Basic Channel in a head on train crash with a Juan Atkins mix of Inner City while Holger Hiller puts down his binoculars and takes notes. Simply put, it's rather fucking banging, to say (or think) the least (or the most even). Tracking this down and then jacking it up would be sage plan of action.

Another sage choice would be to skip back to track four which is a track called "Paperbitch," by Trickski themselves. It has a big, chunky, obnoxious bass line, slicey, glitchy effects, gurgly bits and a kick drum that sounds like a lead filled basketball bouncing off a back pack full of soggy cornflakes. Mmmmm, soggy cornflakes, mmm "All Woman," by Skwerl Feat. Hubert Tubbs is track eight and it comes across like lush, clean German techno rubbing up against some dirty Chicago warehouse doings while featured vocalist -- and member of Oakland's finest, Tower of Power -- Mr. Tubbs takes his cues (and maybe his Ps too) from Sylvester and Darryl Pandy. Very nice indeedio, as is "Keep Control (Pantha Du Prince Remix)" by Solumun – who recently made an appearance on The Future Sound of Jazz volume 11, I believe.

This is a dreamy slice of textured, abstract house that indulges a definite lysergic mood and takes things in an aquatic direction. Electronic psychedelia that will drive you round the bend(s), you could say. So, I would wax even more lyrical and get even trickier about Trickski but enough smoke has been gently projected up their beautifully formed posteriors. All that needs to be said is that there's a reason why Carl Craig used their track "Sweat," on his Fabric mix and there are eleven more reasons on this CD why their production and track selection are pretty damned on point. When this one drops, drop everything and get one. K.

Out

Orr

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