Príncipe’s MVP meets preeminent polymath Valentina Magaletti at 100% slay levels on their debut collaboration - a swingeing, rudely disciplined dervish of machine made and hand-played kudurhythmelody, firmed up with additional production from Tom Halstead (Moin/Raime).
‘Estradas’ is a stunning consolidation of distinctive musical vernaculars developed by Afro-Portuguese dynamo, Nídia, and tempestuous spar, Valentina Magaletti. Stitched together in post production by the latter’s Raime/Moin bandmate, Tom Halstead, the 9 track album is a high watermark of cross-splicing suss that melts the grid in thrilling new forms certain to ravish the dance and twiss-up limbs and melons like nowt else in circulation, building on the riches of their respective catalogues of solo work and tekkerz for hire, as heard on records by Fever Ray, Jandek, Irmin Schmidt’s The Can Group, Kelela, and so, so much more.
Pitching in with the lilting syncopation of marimba, sloshing toms and rave signals to ‘Andiamo’, they knit sinews and circuitry in a deadly swerve that just does not let go. Puckered in tightest time frames, their styles gel with inexorable charge on the horny gasps and batida strut of ‘Rapido’, and simmer down to liquified tarraxhina in ’Sicillia’, whilst Nídia’s percussive vocals punctuate a sort of futurist darkside jungle riddled with orgiastic electronics in ‘Mata’, and Magaletti’s drums prang at shadowboxing angles in ‘Nasty’.
Their title cut depicts the duo in lissom cruise mode with martial trills tilting into tart rave hook, and Nídia’s knack for a killer ohrwurm comes off like prime Timbaland when synced with the almost tabla-esque flurries of ‘No Promises’ and nagging naughtiness of ‘Ta A Bater Ya’, before cooling out in closer ‘Tutta la notte’. Succinct and straight-up deadly, trust this one’s a hell of a lot. A total no brainer if you know what’s good.
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Príncipe’s MVP meets preeminent polymath Valentina Magaletti at 100% slay levels on their debut collaboration - a swingeing, rudely disciplined dervish of machine made and hand-played kudurhythmelody, firmed up with additional production from Tom Halstead (Moin/Raime).
‘Estradas’ is a stunning consolidation of distinctive musical vernaculars developed by Afro-Portuguese dynamo, Nídia, and tempestuous spar, Valentina Magaletti. Stitched together in post production by the latter’s Raime/Moin bandmate, Tom Halstead, the 9 track album is a high watermark of cross-splicing suss that melts the grid in thrilling new forms certain to ravish the dance and twiss-up limbs and melons like nowt else in circulation, building on the riches of their respective catalogues of solo work and tekkerz for hire, as heard on records by Fever Ray, Jandek, Irmin Schmidt’s The Can Group, Kelela, and so, so much more.
Pitching in with the lilting syncopation of marimba, sloshing toms and rave signals to ‘Andiamo’, they knit sinews and circuitry in a deadly swerve that just does not let go. Puckered in tightest time frames, their styles gel with inexorable charge on the horny gasps and batida strut of ‘Rapido’, and simmer down to liquified tarraxhina in ’Sicillia’, whilst Nídia’s percussive vocals punctuate a sort of futurist darkside jungle riddled with orgiastic electronics in ‘Mata’, and Magaletti’s drums prang at shadowboxing angles in ‘Nasty’.
Their title cut depicts the duo in lissom cruise mode with martial trills tilting into tart rave hook, and Nídia’s knack for a killer ohrwurm comes off like prime Timbaland when synced with the almost tabla-esque flurries of ‘No Promises’ and nagging naughtiness of ‘Ta A Bater Ya’, before cooling out in closer ‘Tutta la notte’. Succinct and straight-up deadly, trust this one’s a hell of a lot. A total no brainer if you know what’s good.
Príncipe’s MVP meets preeminent polymath Valentina Magaletti at 100% slay levels on their debut collaboration - a swingeing, rudely disciplined dervish of machine made and hand-played kudurhythmelody, firmed up with additional production from Tom Halstead (Moin/Raime).
‘Estradas’ is a stunning consolidation of distinctive musical vernaculars developed by Afro-Portuguese dynamo, Nídia, and tempestuous spar, Valentina Magaletti. Stitched together in post production by the latter’s Raime/Moin bandmate, Tom Halstead, the 9 track album is a high watermark of cross-splicing suss that melts the grid in thrilling new forms certain to ravish the dance and twiss-up limbs and melons like nowt else in circulation, building on the riches of their respective catalogues of solo work and tekkerz for hire, as heard on records by Fever Ray, Jandek, Irmin Schmidt’s The Can Group, Kelela, and so, so much more.
Pitching in with the lilting syncopation of marimba, sloshing toms and rave signals to ‘Andiamo’, they knit sinews and circuitry in a deadly swerve that just does not let go. Puckered in tightest time frames, their styles gel with inexorable charge on the horny gasps and batida strut of ‘Rapido’, and simmer down to liquified tarraxhina in ’Sicillia’, whilst Nídia’s percussive vocals punctuate a sort of futurist darkside jungle riddled with orgiastic electronics in ‘Mata’, and Magaletti’s drums prang at shadowboxing angles in ‘Nasty’.
Their title cut depicts the duo in lissom cruise mode with martial trills tilting into tart rave hook, and Nídia’s knack for a killer ohrwurm comes off like prime Timbaland when synced with the almost tabla-esque flurries of ‘No Promises’ and nagging naughtiness of ‘Ta A Bater Ya’, before cooling out in closer ‘Tutta la notte’. Succinct and straight-up deadly, trust this one’s a hell of a lot. A total no brainer if you know what’s good.
Príncipe’s MVP meets preeminent polymath Valentina Magaletti at 100% slay levels on their debut collaboration - a swingeing, rudely disciplined dervish of machine made and hand-played kudurhythmelody, firmed up with additional production from Tom Halstead (Moin/Raime).
‘Estradas’ is a stunning consolidation of distinctive musical vernaculars developed by Afro-Portuguese dynamo, Nídia, and tempestuous spar, Valentina Magaletti. Stitched together in post production by the latter’s Raime/Moin bandmate, Tom Halstead, the 9 track album is a high watermark of cross-splicing suss that melts the grid in thrilling new forms certain to ravish the dance and twiss-up limbs and melons like nowt else in circulation, building on the riches of their respective catalogues of solo work and tekkerz for hire, as heard on records by Fever Ray, Jandek, Irmin Schmidt’s The Can Group, Kelela, and so, so much more.
Pitching in with the lilting syncopation of marimba, sloshing toms and rave signals to ‘Andiamo’, they knit sinews and circuitry in a deadly swerve that just does not let go. Puckered in tightest time frames, their styles gel with inexorable charge on the horny gasps and batida strut of ‘Rapido’, and simmer down to liquified tarraxhina in ’Sicillia’, whilst Nídia’s percussive vocals punctuate a sort of futurist darkside jungle riddled with orgiastic electronics in ‘Mata’, and Magaletti’s drums prang at shadowboxing angles in ‘Nasty’.
Their title cut depicts the duo in lissom cruise mode with martial trills tilting into tart rave hook, and Nídia’s knack for a killer ohrwurm comes off like prime Timbaland when synced with the almost tabla-esque flurries of ‘No Promises’ and nagging naughtiness of ‘Ta A Bater Ya’, before cooling out in closer ‘Tutta la notte’. Succinct and straight-up deadly, trust this one’s a hell of a lot. A total no brainer if you know what’s good.