DEVIL’S JUICE by INTERSTELLAR FUNK & ROBERT VALERA

SKU112552
ArtistINTERSTELLAR FUNK & ROBERT VALERA
TitleDEVIL’S JUICE
LabelARTIFICIAL DANCE
Catalog #AD010
Tag
ReleaseW 21 - 2020
FormatVinyl - EU12"
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Tracks

  1. serge
    https://objectstore.true.nl/rushhourrecords:files/tracks/a/ad010_devils_juice/a1._serge.mp3
  2. devils juice
    https://objectstore.true.nl/rushhourrecords:files/tracks/a/ad010_devils_juice/a2._devils_juice.mp3
  3. northsea
    https://objectstore.true.nl/rushhourrecords:files/tracks/a/ad010_devils_juice/b1._northsea.mp3
  4. klangin
    https://objectstore.true.nl/rushhourrecords:files/tracks/a/ad010_devils_juice/b2._klangin.mp3

Description

Interstellar Funk & Robert Valera roll out a wealth of EBM, darkwave and acid leaning electronics in a new instalment for Olf van Elden’s (Interstellar Funk) label Artificial Dance. Devil’s Juice is a split twelve and the result of two analog recording sessions that took place in New York and Amsterdam in 2019.

Van Elden and Valera met each other through mutual friends, sharing a love for deep and twisted bassline explorations, visceral melodies and analog machine funk. Interstellar Funk has been releasing music through labels like Rush Hour, Dekmantel, L.I.E.S. and Berceuse Heroique, Devil’s Juice is a premiere for releasing his personal productions on his own imprint. Robert Valera is a seasoned live performer but this will be his first release. Devil’s Juice is a testament of Van Elden’s and Varela’s fascination for analog instruments and how they are able to communicate in spontaneous and unpredictable ways.

With its punchily sluggish bassline and churning synth-wave action, ‘Serge’ is straight up dance floor material boasting a contemporary take on early eighties darkwave esthetics. ‘Devil’s Juice’ taps in on an equally slow(ish) tempo, a highly infectious melody fluttering playfully over raw,
machine driven rhythmic patterns.

On the flip, the two producers switch it up a gear, going full throttle on ‘North Sea’, unleashing a torrent of virtuosic acid-esque synth tweaks and proper percussive fury, strapping arps and moody pads. ‘Klangin’ ignites the jack firing shrapnel snares and ruffed-up bass with rotor-jawed atmospheres, serving up a gloomy anthem inked with swirling arpeggios.

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