I gotta say, being broke really does suck. Mainly cuz my primary source of day-to-day fun is digging for records--some people take a lunch break, I go to any one of a dozen record shops. Still, last year was a good year and digging through discount bins would often turn up the odd heater. One such trawl brought up this absolute destroyer from Daniel Lodig, a producer who's been putting out choons since 1995.
And really, that's the thing that makes me pull for "11-19" again and again and again (seriously, if you've listened to a mix of mine in the past year, you've probably heard this track folded in with some other delightful bit of stripped-back electro). Lately, I've taken to mixing the track with Third Electric's "188.8.131.52." But I digress.
Buttressed by an acidic ass-tap of a bassline, it's a cold, brutal world that Lodig conjures up with this beast and I could spend all day in it. Seriously, I've found my electro purchases over the past year generally informed by this track (lord knows that's what I was thinking about when picking this one up) and based off the "ooh's" I get every time I play it for a homie, I think I'm on the right path. It's all about pacing with this one, though that quasi-atonal hook on the low-end is truly something to behold and sets a way-too-high-of-a bar for the rest of the EP, released on the boutique. Knowing he's working with pure fire on this one, Lodig introduces a series of high-end beeps, hi-hat escapades, and errant claps to cultivate an unmistakable feeling of delirious discontent, like the floor is about to drop out from beneath and you couldn't give a fuuuuuuuuuck. I don't even know why I'm bothering to try and sell you on this track...either it hits or it don't*. Kisses!
*Though for a video that only has 607 views at time of publishing, the collective 251 comments that all seem to be a variation on "muy caliente" kinda speaks for itself now, don't it?