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TRESOR 322EP
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$14.00
PREORDER
RELEASE DATE: 3/5/2021
Minimal Violence return to Tresor Records with Phase Two of their DESTROY ---> [physical] REALITY [psychic] <--- TRUST series. This five-track 12" kicks off straight into the dust storm of "Dreams for Sale", a Lynchian trip through explosive breakbeat manipulation, sirens and cries deep into the abyss. True to form, Ashlee Luk and Lika P harness raw tensions and lock into the flow on "Mankind". An EBM monster, its bass sequences lay writhing non-stop, over a beat in full propulsion. Drawing to a close, the kick drum falls out leaving a suspended room full of action. The Canadian duo then follows up with the sensational Hard Delivery, a 175bpm hi-NRG gabber barrage. Smeared synths hint at a melody, like a pair of pitched-up foghorns beaten down in a harsh rhythm world, as disfigured barks amp up the pressure. "Prey Drive" is the straightest techno track, its industrial bassline a cornerstone to grip onto, as its elements pile in on top. Closing track "1992" wears its identity on its sleeve, a pure rave track inspired by the early '90s sound. Distorted drums and synthesized strings coat a gnarled breakbeat with paranoid malice. Sounding like nothing else right now, its influences are chewed-up and spat-out. There is no sound capable of sitting still, just a mutant sonic environment of destructive movement. 180 gram vinyl; includes download code.
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TRESOR 317EP
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Tresor welcome Minimal Violence to the label, starting with the first chapter in a series of three records entitled DESTROY ---> [physical] REALITY [psychic] <--- TRUST. At the furthest edges of their idiosyncratic brand of ferocious hardware techno, this first EP, Phase One, reveals the Vancouver duo to be expertly out on a limb. Mirroring the explosive cut and thrust of their live sets, their recorded output extends a metaphysical rave. Throughout, Ash Luk and Lida P cut their cinematic melodies into a clattering rave hole, unceasingly revising the gravitational pull in each direction. "Ravebomb" finds a route of no-nonsense with its unhinged endorphin rush of surging EBM style bass and rough-handed rhythms. It is followed up by an alternate version of "Ravebomb", the "Fire Mix", which casts its elements into a heady psychoactive cloud on a collision course with its kick drum. Glimpses of a rhythmic waywardness coat "Perfect Rendition", full of tape tics and wobble, with a push to '90s UK, beat experimentations and the pull of arching hookworms. Closing out the EP is "The Next Screen Is Death", with a dystopian '80s wave sound, where short snippets of sampled mush imbue disturbed synth stabs, while arpeggiated basses drive with momentum a feverous descent in tandem with trance-echoing melodies.
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