New name, same deadly aim, from Vladislav Delay as Ripatti Deluxe, firing up the hardcore rush of ‘Speed Demon’ for his freshly forged Rajaton label.
Nothing exceeds like excess, and Riptatti Deluxe’s polysemic regurgitation of early rave and happy hardcore is nowt less than a proper fucking buzz. Melding aspects of thrash/speed metal and Tanzanian singeli as well as mutated strains of makina, donk, speedcore, flashcore - all those happy hardcore offshoots - the 13 tracks of his first release in this mould naturally tilt over the borders of his preceding releases into utter reckless rave abandon, shooting well over the heads of business techno bores and dance music interlopers to the pleasure of everyone else. Honestly the rhetorical shite we see on the bird app and elsewhere from festival stage blerts whinging about warm-up DJs or “the kids” playing too fast is just pitifully myopic and protectionist of profits, so double bravo Ripatti for not playing that game and following his nose down the rabbit-hole to where it matters.
Adhering the principles of his label’s portmanteau mantle - ‘raja’ meaning border/limit/boundary, and ‘ton’ implying limitless - Ripatti goes gung-ho for thrill and spills with gnashing rhythms and textures that colour out-of-the-lines and will no doubt separate the wheat from the chufters. ‘The New Beast Is Coming’ stakes his scorched ground with a synaesthetic short-circuiting of picnoleptic sound-imagery flashing back Bosch-ian happy hardcore madness in its gurned Reese bass surges and and synapse-scramble flex, beside something like singeli spliced with helter skelter thrash in ‘Always Calm You Say’, setting the tone for Drumcorps-like speed freak gear in ‘Sick But Not Rotten’ and the Tanzanian hyper-funk of ‘Radio King’ or ‘What Time Is Happiness’, with a standout moment recalling The Automatics Group’s ’Summer Mix’ tekkerz applied to a ‘Bonkers’ compilation in ‘Once I Was Fine But Slow’.
Outrageous stuff. Hardcore will patently never die.
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New name, same deadly aim, from Vladislav Delay as Ripatti Deluxe, firing up the hardcore rush of ‘Speed Demon’ for his freshly forged Rajaton label.
Nothing exceeds like excess, and Riptatti Deluxe’s polysemic regurgitation of early rave and happy hardcore is nowt less than a proper fucking buzz. Melding aspects of thrash/speed metal and Tanzanian singeli as well as mutated strains of makina, donk, speedcore, flashcore - all those happy hardcore offshoots - the 13 tracks of his first release in this mould naturally tilt over the borders of his preceding releases into utter reckless rave abandon, shooting well over the heads of business techno bores and dance music interlopers to the pleasure of everyone else. Honestly the rhetorical shite we see on the bird app and elsewhere from festival stage blerts whinging about warm-up DJs or “the kids” playing too fast is just pitifully myopic and protectionist of profits, so double bravo Ripatti for not playing that game and following his nose down the rabbit-hole to where it matters.
Adhering the principles of his label’s portmanteau mantle - ‘raja’ meaning border/limit/boundary, and ‘ton’ implying limitless - Ripatti goes gung-ho for thrill and spills with gnashing rhythms and textures that colour out-of-the-lines and will no doubt separate the wheat from the chufters. ‘The New Beast Is Coming’ stakes his scorched ground with a synaesthetic short-circuiting of picnoleptic sound-imagery flashing back Bosch-ian happy hardcore madness in its gurned Reese bass surges and and synapse-scramble flex, beside something like singeli spliced with helter skelter thrash in ‘Always Calm You Say’, setting the tone for Drumcorps-like speed freak gear in ‘Sick But Not Rotten’ and the Tanzanian hyper-funk of ‘Radio King’ or ‘What Time Is Happiness’, with a standout moment recalling The Automatics Group’s ’Summer Mix’ tekkerz applied to a ‘Bonkers’ compilation in ‘Once I Was Fine But Slow’.
Outrageous stuff. Hardcore will patently never die.
New name, same deadly aim, from Vladislav Delay as Ripatti Deluxe, firing up the hardcore rush of ‘Speed Demon’ for his freshly forged Rajaton label.
Nothing exceeds like excess, and Riptatti Deluxe’s polysemic regurgitation of early rave and happy hardcore is nowt less than a proper fucking buzz. Melding aspects of thrash/speed metal and Tanzanian singeli as well as mutated strains of makina, donk, speedcore, flashcore - all those happy hardcore offshoots - the 13 tracks of his first release in this mould naturally tilt over the borders of his preceding releases into utter reckless rave abandon, shooting well over the heads of business techno bores and dance music interlopers to the pleasure of everyone else. Honestly the rhetorical shite we see on the bird app and elsewhere from festival stage blerts whinging about warm-up DJs or “the kids” playing too fast is just pitifully myopic and protectionist of profits, so double bravo Ripatti for not playing that game and following his nose down the rabbit-hole to where it matters.
Adhering the principles of his label’s portmanteau mantle - ‘raja’ meaning border/limit/boundary, and ‘ton’ implying limitless - Ripatti goes gung-ho for thrill and spills with gnashing rhythms and textures that colour out-of-the-lines and will no doubt separate the wheat from the chufters. ‘The New Beast Is Coming’ stakes his scorched ground with a synaesthetic short-circuiting of picnoleptic sound-imagery flashing back Bosch-ian happy hardcore madness in its gurned Reese bass surges and and synapse-scramble flex, beside something like singeli spliced with helter skelter thrash in ‘Always Calm You Say’, setting the tone for Drumcorps-like speed freak gear in ‘Sick But Not Rotten’ and the Tanzanian hyper-funk of ‘Radio King’ or ‘What Time Is Happiness’, with a standout moment recalling The Automatics Group’s ’Summer Mix’ tekkerz applied to a ‘Bonkers’ compilation in ‘Once I Was Fine But Slow’.
Outrageous stuff. Hardcore will patently never die.
New name, same deadly aim, from Vladislav Delay as Ripatti Deluxe, firing up the hardcore rush of ‘Speed Demon’ for his freshly forged Rajaton label.
Nothing exceeds like excess, and Riptatti Deluxe’s polysemic regurgitation of early rave and happy hardcore is nowt less than a proper fucking buzz. Melding aspects of thrash/speed metal and Tanzanian singeli as well as mutated strains of makina, donk, speedcore, flashcore - all those happy hardcore offshoots - the 13 tracks of his first release in this mould naturally tilt over the borders of his preceding releases into utter reckless rave abandon, shooting well over the heads of business techno bores and dance music interlopers to the pleasure of everyone else. Honestly the rhetorical shite we see on the bird app and elsewhere from festival stage blerts whinging about warm-up DJs or “the kids” playing too fast is just pitifully myopic and protectionist of profits, so double bravo Ripatti for not playing that game and following his nose down the rabbit-hole to where it matters.
Adhering the principles of his label’s portmanteau mantle - ‘raja’ meaning border/limit/boundary, and ‘ton’ implying limitless - Ripatti goes gung-ho for thrill and spills with gnashing rhythms and textures that colour out-of-the-lines and will no doubt separate the wheat from the chufters. ‘The New Beast Is Coming’ stakes his scorched ground with a synaesthetic short-circuiting of picnoleptic sound-imagery flashing back Bosch-ian happy hardcore madness in its gurned Reese bass surges and and synapse-scramble flex, beside something like singeli spliced with helter skelter thrash in ‘Always Calm You Say’, setting the tone for Drumcorps-like speed freak gear in ‘Sick But Not Rotten’ and the Tanzanian hyper-funk of ‘Radio King’ or ‘What Time Is Happiness’, with a standout moment recalling The Automatics Group’s ’Summer Mix’ tekkerz applied to a ‘Bonkers’ compilation in ‘Once I Was Fine But Slow’.
Outrageous stuff. Hardcore will patently never die.
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New name, same deadly aim, from Vladislav Delay as Ripatti Deluxe, firing up the hardcore rush of ‘Speed Demon’ for his freshly forged Rajaton label.
Nothing exceeds like excess, and Riptatti Deluxe’s polysemic regurgitation of early rave and happy hardcore is nowt less than a proper fucking buzz. Melding aspects of thrash/speed metal and Tanzanian singeli as well as mutated strains of makina, donk, speedcore, flashcore - all those happy hardcore offshoots - the 13 tracks of his first release in this mould naturally tilt over the borders of his preceding releases into utter reckless rave abandon, shooting well over the heads of business techno bores and dance music interlopers to the pleasure of everyone else. Honestly the rhetorical shite we see on the bird app and elsewhere from festival stage blerts whinging about warm-up DJs or “the kids” playing too fast is just pitifully myopic and protectionist of profits, so double bravo Ripatti for not playing that game and following his nose down the rabbit-hole to where it matters.
Adhering the principles of his label’s portmanteau mantle - ‘raja’ meaning border/limit/boundary, and ‘ton’ implying limitless - Ripatti goes gung-ho for thrill and spills with gnashing rhythms and textures that colour out-of-the-lines and will no doubt separate the wheat from the chufters. ‘The New Beast Is Coming’ stakes his scorched ground with a synaesthetic short-circuiting of picnoleptic sound-imagery flashing back Bosch-ian happy hardcore madness in its gurned Reese bass surges and and synapse-scramble flex, beside something like singeli spliced with helter skelter thrash in ‘Always Calm You Say’, setting the tone for Drumcorps-like speed freak gear in ‘Sick But Not Rotten’ and the Tanzanian hyper-funk of ‘Radio King’ or ‘What Time Is Happiness’, with a standout moment recalling The Automatics Group’s ’Summer Mix’ tekkerz applied to a ‘Bonkers’ compilation in ‘Once I Was Fine But Slow’.
Outrageous stuff. Hardcore will patently never die.
Back in stock
Available To Order (Estimated Shipping between 7-14 Working Days)
This item is to the best of our knowledge available to us from the supplier and should ship to you within the time-frame indicated. If there are any unforeseen issues with availability we will notify you immediately
New name, same deadly aim, from Vladislav Delay as Ripatti Deluxe, firing up the hardcore rush of ‘Speed Demon’ for his freshly forged Rajaton label.
Nothing exceeds like excess, and Riptatti Deluxe’s polysemic regurgitation of early rave and happy hardcore is nowt less than a proper fucking buzz. Melding aspects of thrash/speed metal and Tanzanian singeli as well as mutated strains of makina, donk, speedcore, flashcore - all those happy hardcore offshoots - the 13 tracks of his first release in this mould naturally tilt over the borders of his preceding releases into utter reckless rave abandon, shooting well over the heads of business techno bores and dance music interlopers to the pleasure of everyone else. Honestly the rhetorical shite we see on the bird app and elsewhere from festival stage blerts whinging about warm-up DJs or “the kids” playing too fast is just pitifully myopic and protectionist of profits, so double bravo Ripatti for not playing that game and following his nose down the rabbit-hole to where it matters.
Adhering the principles of his label’s portmanteau mantle - ‘raja’ meaning border/limit/boundary, and ‘ton’ implying limitless - Ripatti goes gung-ho for thrill and spills with gnashing rhythms and textures that colour out-of-the-lines and will no doubt separate the wheat from the chufters. ‘The New Beast Is Coming’ stakes his scorched ground with a synaesthetic short-circuiting of picnoleptic sound-imagery flashing back Bosch-ian happy hardcore madness in its gurned Reese bass surges and and synapse-scramble flex, beside something like singeli spliced with helter skelter thrash in ‘Always Calm You Say’, setting the tone for Drumcorps-like speed freak gear in ‘Sick But Not Rotten’ and the Tanzanian hyper-funk of ‘Radio King’ or ‘What Time Is Happiness’, with a standout moment recalling The Automatics Group’s ’Summer Mix’ tekkerz applied to a ‘Bonkers’ compilation in ‘Once I Was Fine But Slow’.
Outrageous stuff. Hardcore will patently never die.