ESB - Covfefe & Bleach Illumination Mix
An hour's worth of electronic techno lushness. Treads the boards in terms of style. Mostly minimal however. The affection for efficiacy over flights of fancy is admirable. Nothing about this is too tired or tiring to the listener. The whole set is a lot of fun. Across the hour, is a feeling of anti-luddite power. While in the grips of the music I feel no redundancy; I feel like I actually matter; that I have a purpose. And that's a great feeling to achieve.
"Covfefe..." is cordially recommended if you like music by Morgan Geist, the treatments of Brian Eno, and the glitch tech of Surgeon and Jeff Mills. The hamper sits well on the stomach here, taking in a handful classical techno alternatives and brushing through the debris that breaking house and Goa trance up left behind in the late 1980s pirate radio Chicago scene.
That might sound like an altercation, but it's a reality for most of us. In Oxfordshire for example it was apparent full stop that the nightlife scene for progressive electronica: techno in its purest form - never really made it promoter wise. All the promoters were concerned about were banging on and packing out clubs, not that type of IChiOne vibe ESB also shows that I traveled miles for previously to experience (see Geiom, Neil Landstrumm, Peverelist, Pinch, Nubian Mindz, Andy Stott).
So my point remains that while this is techno, through and through, techno as descriptor used to just really mean open-minded club music, and music that was forward thinking, tick-tocking like a multiplier reel taut on a big catch. That the generalized castration-angst of bleep kicked everyone in the balls who had balls quite literally along the way is a tad of a long story not fit for articulating in small print.
Whether you choose to be on the inside or outside, or before or behind the beat is up to where you enter the data stream...
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