Grapes Of Wrath & Meteloids – Tits On Fire (Parvati)

Posted in Reviews 2004 by - November 20, 2004



 

 

Denmark. Land of outstanding women, lending psyreviews the phrase “good bacon” to use in a semi-offensive, wholly-sexist way at whatever opportunity he possibly can. It’s also the land this lot, a motley bunch of producers and transducers, for whom the phrase “good bacon” is equally apt: for this music is seriously good bacon. Wackie Mackie gets things moving with a rolling, jumpy bassline and not too much of the ear-splitting mental crash you might expect. The production’s nice, with plenty going on, and a very danceable peak that’ll sound great on a decent rig. Face The Haze moves in a more twisted direction – building up to a midsection that grates and gyrates, and Transmitting Raw Data takes a spicier turn still – an awesomely-layered slice of mayhem with bags of energy, bags of attitude, and quite possibly bags of mushrooms stashed away in pockets all about its person. 48 Krunchy holds the vibe nicely, being careful not to go too over the top, but it’s at Bubble Skum where things get really interesting. Kicking off with a bonkers sample, it plugs off at 148bpm and is just simply perfect –all you want from this kinda vibe. Pacey, haunted, messy… but still remaining on the right side of electro convulsive therapy. A lot of artists would simply have spunked all over the nord at this point, but that the Grapes manage to keep things together, but still keep them interesting and varied, is to their credit. 9V 500MA is next up, and what a stormer. Busier than a thai brothel on coupon day, it escalates into this outstanding fleshy array of digital noises, bleeps, whirrs, and the general sound of machinery failing gracefully at 148bpm. Genius. More Me starts out with bare bones – minimal everything, then a sample – before it adds staggeringly elastic noises, atmospheric stabs, and just enough to chuck you off your guard before it again escalates into another belter. And the boys have saved the best for last, with Infected By 3D being the one true utter classic on display here – a substantial, pushy bassline underpins all manner of bleeping, structured into one of the most delightful violent romps of the year, with a slowdown run-out that’s likely to be a nightmare for DJs. Hah. All in all then a nice album from Parvati, on top form at the moment and from whom we continue to expect – and get – great things.

 

This week’s psyreviews (17th Nov 2004) was dedicated to the memory of daniel davis, 1976-2004

 

This post was written by psyreviews