Boomkat Product Review:
After a long slew of genre-busting EPs and singles, Chilean producer IMAABS finally drops his debut full-length and it's a mutated, anxious and jubilant collision of scorched club, vivid 21st century electroid pop, sensual warehouse stomp, and neo-kosmische electronixx. Properly spannered, next-level sci-fi dancefloor psychedelia for anyone into Lee Gamble, DEBIT, Kamixlo, LSDXOXO, Nick León, Amazondotcom or the SVBKVLT crew.
With releases on Trax Couture, PTP and Diamante as well as Mexico City's NAAFI, Santiago-based Cristo Gavras has built up a reputation for his ability to command futurist emotional landscapes without losing sight of the dancefloor. It wouldn't be accurate to pass his work off as simply deconstructed, he's not pulling dance music apart - he's using elements of sounds from disparate genres to craft club music that makes sense in his universe.
'MORPH' makes this mentality completely clear as he swiftly tumbles from sweet '80s electro pop dreams into hole-wrecking big-room kicks that could level Berghain. 'No Time' takes another left turn, retaining the plastique electro shimmer but adding vocals from Miami's Tama Gucci, who sings a cool, dissociated lullaby over Gavras's muted, low-bpm rumbles. 'Cenizas' is even more convincing, with Chilean vocalist Valenciagas Falsas smoovly cooing earworm hooks over a grinding foley dembow shuffle.
With a brief pause for breath on the Emeralds-esque 'Gare du Nord', Tama Gucci takes the lead again on 'Trying', offering a sweeter-than-sweet foil for Gavras's hammer-on-metal industrial chug. Our fave of all is when IMAABS goes head-to-head with hard dance duelist Estoc on 'Dividuación', a track that's both stiflingly grim enough and ear-splittingly loud enough to pack both of their outsized personalities into one slice of sound.
'Descrifar' is exciting, paradigm-shifting, exploratory dance music that mutates ideas, genres and pop forms into surprising and consistently rewarding shapes. It's a rare record that can exist in multiple places at once, never sacrificing gut-rewiring warehouse tuffness or gooey emotional vulnerability in the process.