boris hauf - clark


A question before we begin:

Don't you lie awake at night wishing that Philip K Dick had written music to accompany his vision of dystopia? All that time he was working in a music store and we only get books...

Well luckily, Mr. Boris Hauf has supplied us with the next best thing: 35 minutes of dedicated science fiction and long late nights at Substance D. parties.
Mr. Hauf takes the beat structures of the head-nodding electro parties we were too young to sneak out to and twists the framework, tickles the rules into a howling rush of claustrophonic rapture, brushing the moisture off a very dark tunnel, as cantankerous robots squeeze past our electrocuted ears. Sure you can dance, but thinking is so much more handsome these days.

This release, CLARK, contains our first misheard song accidentally dedicated to the first post human: Tony Clifton. That should be enough for anyone.

Isn't it about time somebody started thinking about dance structures, tried removing the comfort blanket of expected thuds and hi hat traffic jams? CLARK is full of semistructured hazards, howls of disco happenstance and cyborg jockeys with gabbling crankshafts and melting tiny percussive parts.

Mr. Hauf's adjustments both to the metre grid frameworks and to the power structures inherent in beat music create 4 important and scientific events:

1. Unwanted explosions
2. Long muttering drives on low resolution autobahns
3. High levels of buttery machine funk
4. The syncopated molecules in microwave meals finally understand

The great anti-anti-utopia is here.

It's a sijis release. Would you expect anything less?

sijis


<---clark