MACHINE CONSPIRACY by CONFORCE

CD Version
SKU53601
ArtistCONFORCE
TitleMACHINE CONSPIRACY
LabelMEANWHILE
Catalog #MEAN 020CD
Tag
ReleaseW 08 - 2010
FormatCD - UKCD
Import
 € 13,50 incl. VAT, excl. shipping

Tracks

  1. Land Of The Highway
  2. Sonar Conversation
    https://objectstore.true.nl/rushhourrecords:files/tracks/m/53601_machine_conspiracy/2_sonar_conversation.mp3
  3. Robotic Arm Wrestle
  4. Love Hate
  5. First Impression
    https://objectstore.true.nl/rushhourrecords:files/tracks/m/53601_machine_conspiracy/5_first_impression.mp3
  6. Subtraction
    https://objectstore.true.nl/rushhourrecords:files/tracks/m/53601_machine_conspiracy/6_subtraction.mp3
  7. Intimidation
    https://objectstore.true.nl/rushhourrecords:files/tracks/m/53601_machine_conspiracy/7_intimidation.mp3
  8. Machine Conspiracy
    https://objectstore.true.nl/rushhourrecords:files/tracks/m/53601_machine_conspiracy/8_machine_conspiracy.mp3
  9. Rare Education
    https://objectstore.true.nl/rushhourrecords:files/tracks/m/53601_machine_conspiracy/9_rare_education.mp3
  10. Stop Hold

Description

An inspired special project for the Meanwhile imprint for their second ever album release. Opening with an insolent, precise, tightly-wound bass and hats configuration, there's immediate affinity with Carl Craig's myriad shades of impeccable funk, A kinship is established between windy cities, gloom, lakeside living - a central if slightly murked connection. A primordial roving bassline wades through the cooled out density of 'Sonar Conversation', a body-speed electro-funked tussle follows on 'Robotic Arm Wrestle' : poised, oiled and housed with the swanked machine operative's last moments, chunnering his own bars to 'I can't stop this feeling' gently away to himself. 'Love Hate' already slayed us on twelve inch [MEAN018] and improves on every listen, mercy for its inclusion on this disc. 'First impression' typifies this album's marriage of fractured emotion with a heart of soulful belief. 'Subtraction' doffs its cap to Manchester's own emergent noughties sound: fat-sub-bassed, minimally-conjured, slightly-squeezed, acid-hi, tech-business. Superior stuff that wears it well on a drive at dawn through Babylon. 'Intimidation' certainly lives up to its title, a sullen sense of clammy fear and whispered malevolence emanates, while the tune builds up a significant dancefloor momentum. 'Machine Conspiracy' warms us back to life with a thrumming Channel from a Basic surge and a rimshot to die for - one of those stripped dub destroyers you can return to in any mood for guidance - righteous music. Well recommended!

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