Cologne Tape is an orchestra consisting of no less than eleven people. Including Jörg Burger who has worked under aliases like Bionaut, Modernist, to name a few, and gone a long way in making Cologne an electronic music power center. He has been joined by producers behind the projects like
Enron would never have been collapsed if only the auditors would have been as precise as Silent Servant, the artist behind untitled opening tracks on both sides. Linear and controlled techno that sticks to hypnotic repetition but refrains from glass-shattering kickdrum assaults. It belongs to the same league of ozonized
No cheese and chocolate from Switzerland but glowing steel and whispering elves in the first release of Hinterzimmer Records. Label founders Reto Mäder and Roger Ziegler have teamed up with turntable instrumentalist Christoph Hess (Strotter Inst.) and two other performers, to produce an album for advanced listening and darker dancefloors.
It feels like sitting in your favourite cafe and knowing the menu by heart but still enjoying familiar atmosphere and those sweet cakes. The label and the artist tell what to expect. Another strike from Strange Life Records featuring Smackos-like floating and spinning vintage synths with a certain concept, including
Honestly, it’s a serious contender for the best release in 2010. Torsten Pröfrock, ein Berliner and Hard Wax associate, goes in the footsteps of great explorers like Captain Cook or Sir Livingstone, not being afraid of blazing new trails. “Wireless” is a hybrid of varied percussions and distorted sound snippets,
You will be well boiled and cooked when listening to that. A cannibal feast is introduced with “Angewandte Muziek” where dry and fierce percussion accompanies the track. Crowd exclamations and synth drum wildfires leave no doubt that you have been stranded on a remote island somewhere in the Southern hemisphere
Skulls at large again. Planet Core Productions’ (PCP) hardcore machinery plays with breakbeats but manages to create even darker and gloomier atmosphere than in their usual kickdrum-infected rave monsters. The tracks do not suffer under self-imposed speed limit and relative slowness makes them even harder.“Black Blood” is massive: starts with