Review: Hang onto your hats and lock up your daughters, Pareto Park returns with a heavy-duty split release. It starts off relatively innocuously with Waardering's "Tachini", a brooding pulse that climaxes with rich textured chords, but from there on in, things start to go crazy. Ford Foster's "Drugs in Secret" sounds like an update of Robert Armani's rough ghetto techno, with wild sirens going off over distorted kicks. However, it can't compare to George Lanham's "The Judging Eyes Of The Congregation". Boasting a higher tempo, its deranged metallic riffs and screeching vocal is nothing short of apocalyptic, while Mslwte's "Fuck Fashion" is of a similar disposition, with splurging acid unravelling over distorted kicks.
Review: Pareto Park captures the new wave of tough techno on the third Pre-Emptive Action. Tachini's "Broedplaats" kick-starts the release with its slamming beats and looped vocal, followed swiftly by the growling bass and rolling groove of 1/2 of Rodney's "Outside Closed Minds". Dead Sound ramps up the intensity further with "Underskin", its relentless jackhammer riffs and metal drums reminiscent of the classic Alter Ego vs David Holmes release "The Evil Needle", considerably beefed up. But the predominant sound here is based on slamming rhythms, and menacing, gritty riffs, as demonstrated by E La Luna's wonderfully dark "A Kind of Music".
Review: If hard-edged techno is your thing, then you'd be well advised to check out New Born. Alternating between broken beat workouts and straight 4/4 brutality, the common bond here is an adherence to a relentlessness that is all too rare in contemporary techno. The Marco Rane remix of Julian Sync's "Eclectic" sets the tone, its dense broken beats underscoring shrieking riffs. A similar approach is audible on Sagae & Kawakami's "Cola Shout" where screeching stabs are to the fore, while Po's "Fearless Words" navigates the transition to towering 4/4s with intense, panning filters. However, it's Tachini who delivers the fatal blow, and the insane, shredded riffs that rain down on the stomping beats of "Tachini Je Weet" recall the intensity of classic Regis.
We use cookies to personalise content and ads, to provide social media features and to analyse our traffic. We also share information about your use of our site with our social media, advertising and analytics partners who may combine it with other information that you've provided to them or that they've collected from your use of their services.