Review: Paying us in full since 1990 long time, Ego Trippin ante up once again with a massive dancefloor tear-up 'Pump Up The Volume'. Cranking up with a massive much-loved sample, 'Pump Up The Volume' hits with pure funk and some fantastic drama. It's in good company too as the rest of the EP is soaking in rude, brash dark funk tear-ups; 'Drop Bass' teases for ages before going full croak, 'Can You Feel It' flexes on some brilliant pent up energy and a brilliant build-up while 'Boogie Man' closes the EP with some of the ugliest sounds you'll find this side of your local Home Bargains. Naughty.
Review: Once there was a hench, aggy man named Mr Whomp. He lived in a little Whompy cottage in a little Whompy forest just on the outskirts of Whomptown where he made sounds so rude and despicable they'll make you turn your entire face inside out and every night he'd invite his friends over to see how sick he could make them with his noises. These are some of the sounds and noises he made... The gruff molten barks of 'Mr Whomp', the 2008-era Original Sin ruffage of 'Giants Of Terror', the sizzling futuristic funk of 'Whompageddon' and the criminally insane venom of 'Wompotron'. And they all lived happily ever after.
Review: Finally putting the trip into Ego Trippin, 'Acid Trip' sticks its tongue out at every rave in a 100 mile radius and proceeds to shave every single hair off your head with its screaming, venomous bassline. More surreal scenes persist throughout the EP... 'Chasing Sunlight' brings a little ravey euphoria into the mix, 'Extraterrestrial' splashes you in fluid and has you phoning home with a glowing finger while 'The Key' gets rather naughty with its warping 4x4s. Happy astral travels.
Review: Flap them if you got them; Ego Trippin take flight with more of their off-the-wall styles on 'Bird Brain'. Following their rather choicely titled EP last month 'Disco Minge' comes this ornithological slap-about. The EP title track takes the high frequency bass style to silly new levels, 'Citadel Of Darkness' hits hard with mid 2000s D*Minds or Hazard while 'Right To Kill' is a super funky contemporary take on jump-up with glitches and switches galore before 'Tribal Drum' closes the EP with some head-scratchingly twisted flips and boosts. Forget Red Bull, it's music like this that gives you proper wings!
Review: Lettuce shaking savagery right here as Ego Trippin pay homage to everyone's favourite late night snack. Rasping, sour and sizzling, this lives up to its name with humour and funk. It's backed up by plenty more tear-ups; 'Exterminate' brings a little darlek menace to your blends, 'Fatality' is a gloopy, trippy mess of bass and swinging triplets while 'Mud Foot Skank' brings us back to bodily issues for a classic early 2000s Bristol flavoured finale. Stinkers!
Review: Whomping ain't easy! The mighty Ego Trippin returns to complete the level, giving Mario Whomp a few mushrooms to supersize him and smash up every goober in sight. The results are high scores across the board. Deeper into this chaotic EP we cruise to find the late 2000s tear-up sound on 'War Dog', more 8-bit freakery on a new 'Proton Pill' shake-up and the massive throw down show down on the disgusting 'Champion Soundboy'. Whompers for the stompers!
Review: Roll up, roll in, let us begin... Ego Trippin return to their label with four more blazing bangers. 'Roll Em' is the lead bubbler and it's got that mischievous bassline funk you could imagine Marky cutting into the mix by surprise. One of those cheeky ones. Elsewhere 'Blow Ya Whistle' gafs all over your wob, 'The Lesson' is a Hazard-style bruiser with one of the most playful basslines we've heard this month while 'The Message' closes the EP with an early 2000s Bristol flavour. Bulbous. Get rolling!
Review: Ego Trippin is the duo behind many a naughty, furious roller with a giant, attitude filled bassline. They've a certain quality to their music which I don't think many can pull off, that truly angry, aggressive pulsation to the edges of low frequencies. They're landing on Super Lit, a label whose sound is well suited, with this heavy hitting EP. The title track has a unique structure and well-rounded percussion which sits below the main affairs, a gargantuan, pummelling main bass patch which warps in and out of the arrangement perfectly. 'Praying Mantis' is a chopping, stabby little thing that also rolls out in tidy fashion, each hit of the main bass line sounding exquisite in its punchiness. Yes boys.
Review: Ego Trippin has been doing absolute bits for quite a while now and this forthcoming four-tracker for Super Lit is a reminder that his ability to craft moody beats is right out of the top draw. The title track, 'Jelly Grots', exemplifies this best and moody doesn't begin to cover the grasping force of this track, a lows-heavy and ego-light rendition of pure dancefloor energy, with wobbling synths providing the backdrop for a remorseless escape into clubland. Tickets ready please and leave your baggage on the door. The other cuts move the release over into jump-up territory, and it's the think-break rolls of 'Dib Dab' which will leave you most out of breath. Wicked stuff.
Review: Ego Trippin is part of the incredibly healthy jump-up scene at the moment, part of the next generation of artists on that side of the scene coming through and re-energising not just jump-up, but the whole of D&B. Super Lit is one of the most prolific new labels in this movement and this new EP is their latest hellish piece of work. The beats here are big, bad and don't care about your feelings, with 'Close Encounter' exemplifying the approach taken: a big, riotous bassline with clipping synths edging in over the top. 'New Future' is more stuttering and breaky, with minimalist percussive taps leaving plenty of space for its honking, stabby bassline. Sick stuff.
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