Dancefloor Classics Vol. 1
Ingenious footwork cut-ups for imaginary dancefloors by Sasu Ripatti (Vladislav Delay) on the 1st of 5 x 10” platters that matter for his Rajaton label - obviously a massive RIYL SND, Rian Treanor, RP Boo, DJ Rashad.
An utter masterclass in sample flipping and whipping proper, fantasy dancers into a frenzy, the introductory session belts out four labour-intensively precise, polymetric options for club movement. They each follow the spangled vectors of recent years exploits on Planet Mu albums, and the frenetic footwork of his shots on the Ripatti series, with a more explicitly dancefloor styled brief. Where his groundbreaking disco/deep house cut-ups as Luomo 20 years ago were cubist echoes of OG Chicago and Berlin club music, this lot updates the steez with obsessively disciplined diffractions of contemporary, sped-up Chi-funk, aka footwork, at the service of deadly ‘floor function.
Plucking and rearranging parts other people’s records and his own banks of instrumental chops, Ripatti imagines your body gyring, flexing, and brukking in free space like some 3D animator-cum-futurist club wizard. It feels like the wilder freeform funk and hardcore gnash of his recent records were a form of R&D for this sound and the ultimate fantasy space of the club, which still holds a uniquely idealist space for expression to his imagination and the wider cultural consciousness.
On ‘Please Come Out’ he fucks with Luomo/Daft Punk disco chops with a meter messing 120-into-160BPM torque prime for the canniest DJs, and the gasping ‘Wicked’ severs soulful vocals and feathered chords onto RP Boo-style typewriter percussion, spun out in ravishing swang. ‘Workign With’ follows a darker hunch of DJ Rashad-style footwork raunch with needlepoint focus, and ‘In My Head’ leaps off from the whirring mechanics of latter SND and Rian Treanor’s more maximalist edits to keep feet barely touching the ground in a sort of hyper-rugged ballet.
Put your “cheeky” 2-bit club edits in the toy box, kids; this is the real deal.
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Ingenious footwork cut-ups for imaginary dancefloors by Sasu Ripatti (Vladislav Delay) on the 1st of 5 x 10” platters that matter for his Rajaton label - obviously a massive RIYL SND, Rian Treanor, RP Boo, DJ Rashad.
An utter masterclass in sample flipping and whipping proper, fantasy dancers into a frenzy, the introductory session belts out four labour-intensively precise, polymetric options for club movement. They each follow the spangled vectors of recent years exploits on Planet Mu albums, and the frenetic footwork of his shots on the Ripatti series, with a more explicitly dancefloor styled brief. Where his groundbreaking disco/deep house cut-ups as Luomo 20 years ago were cubist echoes of OG Chicago and Berlin club music, this lot updates the steez with obsessively disciplined diffractions of contemporary, sped-up Chi-funk, aka footwork, at the service of deadly ‘floor function.
Plucking and rearranging parts other people’s records and his own banks of instrumental chops, Ripatti imagines your body gyring, flexing, and brukking in free space like some 3D animator-cum-futurist club wizard. It feels like the wilder freeform funk and hardcore gnash of his recent records were a form of R&D for this sound and the ultimate fantasy space of the club, which still holds a uniquely idealist space for expression to his imagination and the wider cultural consciousness.
On ‘Please Come Out’ he fucks with Luomo/Daft Punk disco chops with a meter messing 120-into-160BPM torque prime for the canniest DJs, and the gasping ‘Wicked’ severs soulful vocals and feathered chords onto RP Boo-style typewriter percussion, spun out in ravishing swang. ‘Workign With’ follows a darker hunch of DJ Rashad-style footwork raunch with needlepoint focus, and ‘In My Head’ leaps off from the whirring mechanics of latter SND and Rian Treanor’s more maximalist edits to keep feet barely touching the ground in a sort of hyper-rugged ballet.
Put your “cheeky” 2-bit club edits in the toy box, kids; this is the real deal.
Ingenious footwork cut-ups for imaginary dancefloors by Sasu Ripatti (Vladislav Delay) on the 1st of 5 x 10” platters that matter for his Rajaton label - obviously a massive RIYL SND, Rian Treanor, RP Boo, DJ Rashad.
An utter masterclass in sample flipping and whipping proper, fantasy dancers into a frenzy, the introductory session belts out four labour-intensively precise, polymetric options for club movement. They each follow the spangled vectors of recent years exploits on Planet Mu albums, and the frenetic footwork of his shots on the Ripatti series, with a more explicitly dancefloor styled brief. Where his groundbreaking disco/deep house cut-ups as Luomo 20 years ago were cubist echoes of OG Chicago and Berlin club music, this lot updates the steez with obsessively disciplined diffractions of contemporary, sped-up Chi-funk, aka footwork, at the service of deadly ‘floor function.
Plucking and rearranging parts other people’s records and his own banks of instrumental chops, Ripatti imagines your body gyring, flexing, and brukking in free space like some 3D animator-cum-futurist club wizard. It feels like the wilder freeform funk and hardcore gnash of his recent records were a form of R&D for this sound and the ultimate fantasy space of the club, which still holds a uniquely idealist space for expression to his imagination and the wider cultural consciousness.
On ‘Please Come Out’ he fucks with Luomo/Daft Punk disco chops with a meter messing 120-into-160BPM torque prime for the canniest DJs, and the gasping ‘Wicked’ severs soulful vocals and feathered chords onto RP Boo-style typewriter percussion, spun out in ravishing swang. ‘Workign With’ follows a darker hunch of DJ Rashad-style footwork raunch with needlepoint focus, and ‘In My Head’ leaps off from the whirring mechanics of latter SND and Rian Treanor’s more maximalist edits to keep feet barely touching the ground in a sort of hyper-rugged ballet.
Put your “cheeky” 2-bit club edits in the toy box, kids; this is the real deal.
Ingenious footwork cut-ups for imaginary dancefloors by Sasu Ripatti (Vladislav Delay) on the 1st of 5 x 10” platters that matter for his Rajaton label - obviously a massive RIYL SND, Rian Treanor, RP Boo, DJ Rashad.
An utter masterclass in sample flipping and whipping proper, fantasy dancers into a frenzy, the introductory session belts out four labour-intensively precise, polymetric options for club movement. They each follow the spangled vectors of recent years exploits on Planet Mu albums, and the frenetic footwork of his shots on the Ripatti series, with a more explicitly dancefloor styled brief. Where his groundbreaking disco/deep house cut-ups as Luomo 20 years ago were cubist echoes of OG Chicago and Berlin club music, this lot updates the steez with obsessively disciplined diffractions of contemporary, sped-up Chi-funk, aka footwork, at the service of deadly ‘floor function.
Plucking and rearranging parts other people’s records and his own banks of instrumental chops, Ripatti imagines your body gyring, flexing, and brukking in free space like some 3D animator-cum-futurist club wizard. It feels like the wilder freeform funk and hardcore gnash of his recent records were a form of R&D for this sound and the ultimate fantasy space of the club, which still holds a uniquely idealist space for expression to his imagination and the wider cultural consciousness.
On ‘Please Come Out’ he fucks with Luomo/Daft Punk disco chops with a meter messing 120-into-160BPM torque prime for the canniest DJs, and the gasping ‘Wicked’ severs soulful vocals and feathered chords onto RP Boo-style typewriter percussion, spun out in ravishing swang. ‘Workign With’ follows a darker hunch of DJ Rashad-style footwork raunch with needlepoint focus, and ‘In My Head’ leaps off from the whirring mechanics of latter SND and Rian Treanor’s more maximalist edits to keep feet barely touching the ground in a sort of hyper-rugged ballet.
Put your “cheeky” 2-bit club edits in the toy box, kids; this is the real deal.
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Ingenious footwork cut-ups for imaginary dancefloors by Sasu Ripatti (Vladislav Delay) on the 1st of 5 x 10” platters that matter for his Rajaton label - obviously a massive RIYL SND, Rian Treanor, RP Boo, DJ Rashad.
An utter masterclass in sample flipping and whipping proper, fantasy dancers into a frenzy, the introductory session belts out four labour-intensively precise, polymetric options for club movement. They each follow the spangled vectors of recent years exploits on Planet Mu albums, and the frenetic footwork of his shots on the Ripatti series, with a more explicitly dancefloor styled brief. Where his groundbreaking disco/deep house cut-ups as Luomo 20 years ago were cubist echoes of OG Chicago and Berlin club music, this lot updates the steez with obsessively disciplined diffractions of contemporary, sped-up Chi-funk, aka footwork, at the service of deadly ‘floor function.
Plucking and rearranging parts other people’s records and his own banks of instrumental chops, Ripatti imagines your body gyring, flexing, and brukking in free space like some 3D animator-cum-futurist club wizard. It feels like the wilder freeform funk and hardcore gnash of his recent records were a form of R&D for this sound and the ultimate fantasy space of the club, which still holds a uniquely idealist space for expression to his imagination and the wider cultural consciousness.
On ‘Please Come Out’ he fucks with Luomo/Daft Punk disco chops with a meter messing 120-into-160BPM torque prime for the canniest DJs, and the gasping ‘Wicked’ severs soulful vocals and feathered chords onto RP Boo-style typewriter percussion, spun out in ravishing swang. ‘Workign With’ follows a darker hunch of DJ Rashad-style footwork raunch with needlepoint focus, and ‘In My Head’ leaps off from the whirring mechanics of latter SND and Rian Treanor’s more maximalist edits to keep feet barely touching the ground in a sort of hyper-rugged ballet.
Put your “cheeky” 2-bit club edits in the toy box, kids; this is the real deal.