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A long deep soak of a groove drawn out by Louche resident
Josh ‘Tweek’ T, deeply entrenched retro electro with its handclap and tom-tom
beats, stepping synth plinks applied to a stoical, bass-ordered house rub
wearing a large ‘do not disturb’ sign around its neck and leaving to the
imagination what’s going on in the hotel room it’s guarding. The only real
sense of adventure is a rambling, respect-driven rant half-blurred into the
background, where JT’s order and obedience defies those sapped of endurance not
to twist to his twilight patterns.
Paul Loraine’s uber bottomless mix crawls around on its
hands and knees for the most part in a 4x4 shall I or shan’t I, where the vocal
gets amplified and stretched into a garble that the beat tries to hush down in
riding out a fleeting sense of disorientation that adds to the paradox of
serenity being blighted by doubt, confidence scuppered by uncertainty. Loraine
eventually settles on a cut allowing chimes both resonant and wispy to rest
softly on its person that will tease the nocturnal from the nooks and crannies
of the club.
The codename of eRI2 is Diogo Tenreiro
sustaining the oh so quiet-push the vibe style, the Portuguese prodding the
dancefloor with tentativeness and understated bubbliness that shouldn’t be
taken as a softly softly approach. Percussion gurgles and gargles splash across
and isolated shimmers of discontent land a foothold but never a lasting grip,
over more disciplined yet loose in its way clubbing that will come into its own
when rolling blackouts grip the spot.