First full solo EP from Dutch disco regal I-f in over a decade! Four tracks of thee ruddiest machine thwack and freezer-fresh, dirty brown acid
We’re not sure what’s prompted the return after so long, but it’s entirely welcome. In perhaps typically contrary style, ‘The Fetish Death’ arrives some years after the original noise techno scene sorta fizzled out of energy, effectively arriving at the club when everyone’s on their last legs to give it a salty boot to the perineum and extra energy to carry on.
Kicking off with the knuckle-drag slow acid primitivism of ‘Executrix’, it metes out the hobbled goblin trot of ‘Diana’s Lab’, and gunky bop of ‘Erotic Bongo’ with its sleazy vox, and rounds off with a bout of kinky, clunky drum machine tackle that pushes everything near into the red with heavily satisfying quota of grunge. Must check styles for fans of Helena Hauff, Bunker, Traxx.
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First full solo EP from Dutch disco regal I-f in over a decade! Four tracks of thee ruddiest machine thwack and freezer-fresh, dirty brown acid
We’re not sure what’s prompted the return after so long, but it’s entirely welcome. In perhaps typically contrary style, ‘The Fetish Death’ arrives some years after the original noise techno scene sorta fizzled out of energy, effectively arriving at the club when everyone’s on their last legs to give it a salty boot to the perineum and extra energy to carry on.
Kicking off with the knuckle-drag slow acid primitivism of ‘Executrix’, it metes out the hobbled goblin trot of ‘Diana’s Lab’, and gunky bop of ‘Erotic Bongo’ with its sleazy vox, and rounds off with a bout of kinky, clunky drum machine tackle that pushes everything near into the red with heavily satisfying quota of grunge. Must check styles for fans of Helena Hauff, Bunker, Traxx.
First full solo EP from Dutch disco regal I-f in over a decade! Four tracks of thee ruddiest machine thwack and freezer-fresh, dirty brown acid
We’re not sure what’s prompted the return after so long, but it’s entirely welcome. In perhaps typically contrary style, ‘The Fetish Death’ arrives some years after the original noise techno scene sorta fizzled out of energy, effectively arriving at the club when everyone’s on their last legs to give it a salty boot to the perineum and extra energy to carry on.
Kicking off with the knuckle-drag slow acid primitivism of ‘Executrix’, it metes out the hobbled goblin trot of ‘Diana’s Lab’, and gunky bop of ‘Erotic Bongo’ with its sleazy vox, and rounds off with a bout of kinky, clunky drum machine tackle that pushes everything near into the red with heavily satisfying quota of grunge. Must check styles for fans of Helena Hauff, Bunker, Traxx.
First full solo EP from Dutch disco regal I-f in over a decade! Four tracks of thee ruddiest machine thwack and freezer-fresh, dirty brown acid
We’re not sure what’s prompted the return after so long, but it’s entirely welcome. In perhaps typically contrary style, ‘The Fetish Death’ arrives some years after the original noise techno scene sorta fizzled out of energy, effectively arriving at the club when everyone’s on their last legs to give it a salty boot to the perineum and extra energy to carry on.
Kicking off with the knuckle-drag slow acid primitivism of ‘Executrix’, it metes out the hobbled goblin trot of ‘Diana’s Lab’, and gunky bop of ‘Erotic Bongo’ with its sleazy vox, and rounds off with a bout of kinky, clunky drum machine tackle that pushes everything near into the red with heavily satisfying quota of grunge. Must check styles for fans of Helena Hauff, Bunker, Traxx.