FRACTURES.
I’m going to let you in on a private fact. Don’t let it shock you now, with all it’s realness.
*tension silence*
We don’t post every great track we hear. Not even nearly.
I know, easy now. You thought this blog was encyclopaedic and we have betrayed you. Not unlike how actual encyclopedias betrayed me, when I learned there was knowledge out there not recorded on my Encarta 95 CD ROM. If you can’t buy all human understanding for $50, what is even the point. So don’t think that I escaped pain-free either.
But it’s better that you know. When this Fractures one dropped I had my hands a little full with life and it quickly splashed out on all those quicker blogs with their watchfulness and pouncing – and I was already days and days late. I didn’t want to risk being nicknamed internet explorer, so I quietly enjoyed it in the humble privacy of my own headphones.
Yet in the end it was just too good for that. It crept into my head and made some weary days all the better for it. Eventually I could take it no longer and stormed into myself in frustration.
“What a fool you’ve been, Adam. What a fool. Is this beloved song not worthy of an internet life longer than 10 soundcloud days*?”.
(*equivalent to 10 average earth days in the old measurement)
Of course angry me was right.
From the outset this thing is beautiful. Restrained, elegantly lean with the hook, flawless sonics (with those Eremin lows). But you have ears, you know what I mean.
Learn from my own tumultuous tale and keep ‘Won’t Win‘ rolling.
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Adam
ANDRE EREMIN.
Full disclosure: if you’re here for primarily slacker/guitar tunes thanks to Miks’ rather solid ear for such, this post may require you click away or seriously brace yourself. As in, brace yourself for dirty techno. As in, the weirder end of dirty techno.
Melbourne’s Andrei Eremin was ktsche up until this track – you may have heard and melted over his beautiful I’lls remix. I did. Any Australian music blog reader would have probably heard his handiwork as mix and mastering engineer too – and he is justifiably in serious demand. I can confirm this as I too jumped in that queue and became a believer myself.
So for his own stuff, one would expect there may be some creative variety and sonic treats packed in there…
Still, I’d say none of us could have expected this ‘Voynich Manoeuvre‘ chaos.
Warped sci-fi quotes and sultry deep pulses start in underground Berlin, and then pretty much burrow down to the centre of the earth from the halfway point. The burrowing grind starts from 2.30 – and I don’t mean it’s a little bit gritty. This is a massive, deep, tasty and frankly apocalyptic use of synthesizer technology.
Whether or not this kind of music has been on your radar before, try letting this one envelope you. The movement and the pulse has a way of stopping time, and you will not find better execution anywhere in the world right now. If you have a pretty decent sound system, I would try putting this on large – just make sure you’re sitting down by halfway.
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Adam
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