Mor Elian & Rhyw’s Fever AM introduce Hevlaran to the fold with a pack of panel-beaten techno resembling Blawan, Brinkmann and Peder Mannerfelt productions.
The Berlin-based label look under their noses to local artist Hevlaran for five tracks of “physically modelled wonkiness and growling basslines” that clearly betray many hours spent immersed in his thing, and hail his switch up from years spent producing deep, minimal house as Erbeerschnitzel.
A razor sharp technical nous and concentrated minimalist efficiency define proceedings, but all at the service of the party. His title tune packs plenty swing in its sinewy polyrhythmic parry anchored to a steady ballast, and ‘We Didn’t’ pushes into brisk uptempo offbeat forms reminding of Blawan & Pariah’s Karenn, bedside Matthew Herbert levels of concrète percussive grain in the pulsating organism ‘Varsity’. At best, he nods to Manchester’s queer godfather of computing in the restlessly calculated electro of ‘Turing’, and puts the kicks down 4 square on the locked-in slammer ‘Containment Cycles’.
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Mor Elian & Rhyw’s Fever AM introduce Hevlaran to the fold with a pack of panel-beaten techno resembling Blawan, Brinkmann and Peder Mannerfelt productions.
The Berlin-based label look under their noses to local artist Hevlaran for five tracks of “physically modelled wonkiness and growling basslines” that clearly betray many hours spent immersed in his thing, and hail his switch up from years spent producing deep, minimal house as Erbeerschnitzel.
A razor sharp technical nous and concentrated minimalist efficiency define proceedings, but all at the service of the party. His title tune packs plenty swing in its sinewy polyrhythmic parry anchored to a steady ballast, and ‘We Didn’t’ pushes into brisk uptempo offbeat forms reminding of Blawan & Pariah’s Karenn, bedside Matthew Herbert levels of concrète percussive grain in the pulsating organism ‘Varsity’. At best, he nods to Manchester’s queer godfather of computing in the restlessly calculated electro of ‘Turing’, and puts the kicks down 4 square on the locked-in slammer ‘Containment Cycles’.
Mor Elian & Rhyw’s Fever AM introduce Hevlaran to the fold with a pack of panel-beaten techno resembling Blawan, Brinkmann and Peder Mannerfelt productions.
The Berlin-based label look under their noses to local artist Hevlaran for five tracks of “physically modelled wonkiness and growling basslines” that clearly betray many hours spent immersed in his thing, and hail his switch up from years spent producing deep, minimal house as Erbeerschnitzel.
A razor sharp technical nous and concentrated minimalist efficiency define proceedings, but all at the service of the party. His title tune packs plenty swing in its sinewy polyrhythmic parry anchored to a steady ballast, and ‘We Didn’t’ pushes into brisk uptempo offbeat forms reminding of Blawan & Pariah’s Karenn, bedside Matthew Herbert levels of concrète percussive grain in the pulsating organism ‘Varsity’. At best, he nods to Manchester’s queer godfather of computing in the restlessly calculated electro of ‘Turing’, and puts the kicks down 4 square on the locked-in slammer ‘Containment Cycles’.
Mor Elian & Rhyw’s Fever AM introduce Hevlaran to the fold with a pack of panel-beaten techno resembling Blawan, Brinkmann and Peder Mannerfelt productions.
The Berlin-based label look under their noses to local artist Hevlaran for five tracks of “physically modelled wonkiness and growling basslines” that clearly betray many hours spent immersed in his thing, and hail his switch up from years spent producing deep, minimal house as Erbeerschnitzel.
A razor sharp technical nous and concentrated minimalist efficiency define proceedings, but all at the service of the party. His title tune packs plenty swing in its sinewy polyrhythmic parry anchored to a steady ballast, and ‘We Didn’t’ pushes into brisk uptempo offbeat forms reminding of Blawan & Pariah’s Karenn, bedside Matthew Herbert levels of concrète percussive grain in the pulsating organism ‘Varsity’. At best, he nods to Manchester’s queer godfather of computing in the restlessly calculated electro of ‘Turing’, and puts the kicks down 4 square on the locked-in slammer ‘Containment Cycles’.