Boomkat Product Review:
With a string of celebrated 12”s under his belt for L.I.E.S., Brooklyn’s Bookworms turns out a predictably superb debut album of frayed and heady night bugs for the trippiest dances.
In a scene swamped with technoid bog monsters, Bookworms defines a glowing but murky sort of depth and romance thru rooted rhythms that clearly speak to a lifetimes experience of dance music, coupled with an intangible feel for textured, atmospheric space and tone which doesn’t simply sound like rudimentary techno slop.
He’s the sort of artist whose music transcends tastes, appearing in mixes by everyone from Ron Morelli to Blackest Ever Black and Joey Anderson, who all hear something similar, but from differing aspects, and that’s a quality never to be ignored.
Under the Xenophobe banner, he unites outsider tastes across seven fuzzy, insistent grooves, trailing from the no wave disco house lope of U More to wall-bucking, head-spinning ghetto house in You Say So and really spreading his wings with the dreamy potential of STE-027 (straight off the zoom haha!), to bunker down with the noisier, guttural jags of Illusion Flip and Showering before offering a rare, beat-less come-down with the stare-down drone eulogy of Xenophobe.