Indeed it’s as if we’ve just attuned our receiver back into Toulouse Trax’s little world; which has, unbeknownst to us, merely carried on doing its thing
Indeed it’s as if we’ve just attuned our receiver back into Toulouse Trax’s little world; which has, unbeknownst to us, merely carried on doing its thing
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Now and again you get to hear a record that is so good that you just have to bow down before its power. Not only that it has, if you so let it, the power of altering your way of looking at things in however minute and temporary a manner. In cases like this I find it matters not what its antecedents are, whether it’s ticking all the boxes, whether the label’s hip, and all the usual crap that gets brought into the debate as to whether a release is worth your praise. It just exists on another plane. And Jeidem Fall is such a record.
It picks up brilliantly where their last LP left off. Indeed it’s as if we’ve just attuned our receiver back into Toulouse Trax’s little world; which has, unbeknownst to us, merely carried on doing its thing. Every track is just long enough to make an impression, all clock in around seven minutes and provide enough to get you in a fairly state. The opener Geo Scan and the closing track Words Are Closed Up shift and slide in a Gnomic manner, their noses to the ground for a good seven minutes: a voice all the while muttering through some oblique observations in French… This is a very earthy LP, no transcendental beats and riffs to propel you skywards. Tracks like Geo Scan and Sa Eline exist somewhere on or just below the Earth’s surface – secretly ticking and tapping away, providing the beat at some midnight feast… Jeidem Fall and Barka are similarly primal; the former bringing to mind an expedition deep into an Equatorial jungle a walk through a rainforest the latter through some strange underground cave complex.
The nods to Cluster and Schniztler are obvious but gloriously so; this collection of tracks is in its own quiet manner celebratory music. Sussing and Civilisation Penta are marvellously simple shuffles that tales the slobby elements of (see News on Moebius and Plank’s Rastakrautpasta) or Caramel on Zuckerzeit and run with them till they’ve got sore feet. It’s exhilarating to listen to stuff as simple and daft as this.
This is a killer LP. It ticks all my boxes that’s for sure.