Boomkat Product Review:
The harder Voigt brother steps out again, opening with spy chorded strings and guttural speech, before hitting a steady, familiar Kompakt ridim, splatching noises and a seesawing, nagging rave hook. This slowly mutates into a dirty throbber, with natty, chatty polyrhythmic elements, rides cymbals propelling the crowd into a frenzy. Flip for a straight ahead, driving stonker - picture Reinhard at the desk, punching the air, as spooked out psycho chords, breakdowns and general mayhem deliver in, by now, unmistakeable Cologne fashion. More winners from the party massive. Kompakt rule.