Review: More than most established labels, Planet Rhythm has been especially supportive of new artists - and ALPI is a good example of their patron-age. Having debuted on the label last year, this upcoming artist now de-livers a second killer release. "Inconscio" is wonderfully deep techno - led by a brittle rhythm, it features chiming bells and evocative synths - while on "Chant III", ALPI submerges himself in warm ambience. There is another side to this producer's oeuvre, audible on the pulsating, tun-nelling "Devachan" collaboration with Wrong Assessment, while Alfredo Mazzilli turns the title track into a throbbing, atmospheric workout. In the main though, this is a reflective release, as evidenced by Edit Select's ponderous take on "Chant".
Review: Rotterdam's Bas Mooy has fast made a name for himself with stellar releases on Mord and Mote Evolver with yet another belter on Glenn Wilson's Planet Rhythm. The pounding and relentless groove of "Mannik" just nails that Berghain vibe so well. As does the peak time stomper that is "Toorn" with its persisting synth stab and rolling bass. "Fields" is a full frontal attack of arpeggiated madness accompanied by a menacing mechanical throb and the metallic hiss of 909 hi hats, but wait for the breakdown! Finally "Stiches" provides more mechanical brutality with an evolving perc rhythm which builds in resonance to a furious climax.
Review: In the past few years, Kiev producer Yan Cook made a name with his inventive but streamlined techno for Delsin offshoot Ann Aimee. It's no wonder then that Planet Rhythm has commissioned him for this release. The title track is a functional affair; based on razor sharp hats and doubled up claps, these elements provide the basis for insistent stabs and bass licks. For the rest of the release, Cook sets his sights on more experimental approaches. "The Edge" is a lithe, stripped back affair, its stepping rhythm housing deep stabs, while the driving "Cubism" is led by clanging, metallic beats. Best of all though is "RRR", a pitched down, distorted drum workout.
Review: For fans of mid-90s Midwest techno, D Carbone's latest release is a real treat. Invoking the spirit of Woody McBride and his ESP label, the young Italian producer's sound is based on distorted kicks, machine gun fire percussion and grimy, squelchy acid. On the title track, he offers some relief as eerie synths cascade over the sledgehammer beats, but in the main this is a relentless, rollicking release. "Eclectic Illusion" is led by distorted riffing that feels like a saw scraping against the inside of your brain, while the raging acid lines on "Midnight Delirium" make for the most abusive treatment meted out to a 303 since vintage Hardfloor.