Delia Beatriz aka Debit gets down to rugged fundamentals on ‘System’, the bruising follow-up to her flashier ‘Animus’ album.
Asymmetric, astringent, aggy, ‘System’ finds Debit’s sound delacquered of gloss and delivered in gruff, textured tones in a wicked balance of gripping rhythmic sensuality and brutality, including a collaboration with footwork producer DJ Earl that stands up firmly next Jlin’s percussive ingenuity.
There’s barely any conventional melody throughout the album, but anyone with an ounce of bounce in their gruds will surely find lines to follow in the rhythmelodic cadence of Debit’s drum programming, where, in the classic style of computer-arranged reggaeton, she accentuates multiple snares and variants of other percussion that unfurl in reticulated tresillo rhythms.
In experimenting with these patterns, she often pushes her drums into pure, gravelly distortion, pointing to an effect that’s both atavistic and futurist between the primal growl and cold knocks of ‘The Alphabet’ featuring Javier Estrada and the outstanding churn of her ‘Numbering’ hook-up with DJ Earl, while giving up deadly strong highlights in the Slikback-compatible pressure of ‘My House’, and her knot of clenched rave stabs and sloshing groove in ‘Medicine.’
Highly Recommended!
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Delia Beatriz aka Debit gets down to rugged fundamentals on ‘System’, the bruising follow-up to her flashier ‘Animus’ album.
Asymmetric, astringent, aggy, ‘System’ finds Debit’s sound delacquered of gloss and delivered in gruff, textured tones in a wicked balance of gripping rhythmic sensuality and brutality, including a collaboration with footwork producer DJ Earl that stands up firmly next Jlin’s percussive ingenuity.
There’s barely any conventional melody throughout the album, but anyone with an ounce of bounce in their gruds will surely find lines to follow in the rhythmelodic cadence of Debit’s drum programming, where, in the classic style of computer-arranged reggaeton, she accentuates multiple snares and variants of other percussion that unfurl in reticulated tresillo rhythms.
In experimenting with these patterns, she often pushes her drums into pure, gravelly distortion, pointing to an effect that’s both atavistic and futurist between the primal growl and cold knocks of ‘The Alphabet’ featuring Javier Estrada and the outstanding churn of her ‘Numbering’ hook-up with DJ Earl, while giving up deadly strong highlights in the Slikback-compatible pressure of ‘My House’, and her knot of clenched rave stabs and sloshing groove in ‘Medicine.’
Highly Recommended!
Delia Beatriz aka Debit gets down to rugged fundamentals on ‘System’, the bruising follow-up to her flashier ‘Animus’ album.
Asymmetric, astringent, aggy, ‘System’ finds Debit’s sound delacquered of gloss and delivered in gruff, textured tones in a wicked balance of gripping rhythmic sensuality and brutality, including a collaboration with footwork producer DJ Earl that stands up firmly next Jlin’s percussive ingenuity.
There’s barely any conventional melody throughout the album, but anyone with an ounce of bounce in their gruds will surely find lines to follow in the rhythmelodic cadence of Debit’s drum programming, where, in the classic style of computer-arranged reggaeton, she accentuates multiple snares and variants of other percussion that unfurl in reticulated tresillo rhythms.
In experimenting with these patterns, she often pushes her drums into pure, gravelly distortion, pointing to an effect that’s both atavistic and futurist between the primal growl and cold knocks of ‘The Alphabet’ featuring Javier Estrada and the outstanding churn of her ‘Numbering’ hook-up with DJ Earl, while giving up deadly strong highlights in the Slikback-compatible pressure of ‘My House’, and her knot of clenched rave stabs and sloshing groove in ‘Medicine.’
Highly Recommended!
Delia Beatriz aka Debit gets down to rugged fundamentals on ‘System’, the bruising follow-up to her flashier ‘Animus’ album.
Asymmetric, astringent, aggy, ‘System’ finds Debit’s sound delacquered of gloss and delivered in gruff, textured tones in a wicked balance of gripping rhythmic sensuality and brutality, including a collaboration with footwork producer DJ Earl that stands up firmly next Jlin’s percussive ingenuity.
There’s barely any conventional melody throughout the album, but anyone with an ounce of bounce in their gruds will surely find lines to follow in the rhythmelodic cadence of Debit’s drum programming, where, in the classic style of computer-arranged reggaeton, she accentuates multiple snares and variants of other percussion that unfurl in reticulated tresillo rhythms.
In experimenting with these patterns, she often pushes her drums into pure, gravelly distortion, pointing to an effect that’s both atavistic and futurist between the primal growl and cold knocks of ‘The Alphabet’ featuring Javier Estrada and the outstanding churn of her ‘Numbering’ hook-up with DJ Earl, while giving up deadly strong highlights in the Slikback-compatible pressure of ‘My House’, and her knot of clenched rave stabs and sloshing groove in ‘Medicine.’
Highly Recommended!