Cripes. This has been a good week. First the Swarm, then the Sam, and now the ‘Sole Star’. I’ve been craving some really deep techno for a while – the kind of techno that stirs the deepest paths of your intestines, electrifies the end of your fingertips, forces shut the lids of your eyes, and propels the sinews in your shoulders. This, ladies and gentlemen, is that techno.
From French label Dement3d comes Indirect Light from currently unknown producer Polar Inertia. A comment on Resident Advisor reveals the prose to the title track. It’s a blub of grim text about medicated ‘polar children’ teaching the narrator (a ‘naïve research assistant’) that humans really grow under a ‘shadow of obscurity’; it is at night when humanity reveals its darker and more elemental nature, developing through pain and doubt.
Cheery words, uh-huh. But cheery techno? Well, let’s take ‘Sole Star’, the pick of the two cuts (not saying that ‘Black Sun’ isn’t great too). So: cheery if you find joy in a bass drum of mendacity which ticks like a grandfather clock pursuing you through a Forest of Nightmares. Jubilant if you like your bass note rumbles so deep that they permeate the core of your intelligible human emotions (a bit like the polar children, then). And absolutely joyous if you like a higher end, modulated ambience contorting itself into a big, fat mess which doesn’t quite drop as hard as you might expect.
See, this is real, pure, beastly techno. It’s so well put together – and so well thought out – that you can’t help smiling and replaying it over and over again. Surging. Surging. Suuurging. And then stop.
Now. Where’s my crayfish salad?