Well this one is completely off its tits; DJ, producer and suave bohemian Iueke lays wreckage with a 100 minute, double tape session, his third for Demdike Stare’s DDS label. Piling layer after layer of plasmic drift and smudged delirium, Iueke takes in gregorian chanting, baroque drone, pressurised dub and dispersed, scattered drums for a session that’s more chopped & melted than chopped & screwed. Bit of a masterpiece we’d say.
By any measure the most delirious of his sessions so far, ‘Mix 3’ pays witness to the Parisian weirdo twisting his mad pile of tunes into nutty putty, playing with streaks of wild-pitched polymeter with an extra special, curdled digital tangggggg. It’s an absolutely sweltering maelstrom of energies that makes mincemeat of any attempts to grasp its slithering contours and GRM-like diffusion of everything ranging from Dabke horns to Far Eastern vocals, clattering gamelan, gregorian chant and scything jungle for good measure.
If there was any semblance of groove in the first two Iueke mixes, this double session pushes conceptions of rhythm and meter to their wildest parameters, making free-handed use of “wide” pitch, loops, cue triggers - to dissect and re-combine disparate elements in-the-mix like some crazed descendent of Gescom’s disorienting Disengage wonders for Kiss FM, a pebbledashed deep dive into c.20th concrète and sound art.
Endlessly deep and fully disorienting, we reckon it’s impossible to listen to this one all the way through without questioning yr own reality, which is to say - fully licked. Thanks pal.
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Edition of 150 copies - double tape edition in oversized double cartridge pack with a reversible cover, includes a download of the mix dropped to your account
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Well this one is completely off its tits; DJ, producer and suave bohemian Iueke lays wreckage with a 100 minute, double tape session, his third for Demdike Stare’s DDS label. Piling layer after layer of plasmic drift and smudged delirium, Iueke takes in gregorian chanting, baroque drone, pressurised dub and dispersed, scattered drums for a session that’s more chopped & melted than chopped & screwed. Bit of a masterpiece we’d say.
By any measure the most delirious of his sessions so far, ‘Mix 3’ pays witness to the Parisian weirdo twisting his mad pile of tunes into nutty putty, playing with streaks of wild-pitched polymeter with an extra special, curdled digital tangggggg. It’s an absolutely sweltering maelstrom of energies that makes mincemeat of any attempts to grasp its slithering contours and GRM-like diffusion of everything ranging from Dabke horns to Far Eastern vocals, clattering gamelan, gregorian chant and scything jungle for good measure.
If there was any semblance of groove in the first two Iueke mixes, this double session pushes conceptions of rhythm and meter to their wildest parameters, making free-handed use of “wide” pitch, loops, cue triggers - to dissect and re-combine disparate elements in-the-mix like some crazed descendent of Gescom’s disorienting Disengage wonders for Kiss FM, a pebbledashed deep dive into c.20th concrète and sound art.
Endlessly deep and fully disorienting, we reckon it’s impossible to listen to this one all the way through without questioning yr own reality, which is to say - fully licked. Thanks pal.