At the back of a warehouse in Berlin there is a place that is forever eighties. A waxwork figure of Vince Clarke holds court on a dance floor that fizzes and bangs with all manner of static-charged beats set against a super white background as a glitterball explodes in glorious slow-motion, splintering the ghostly make-up of the crowd, grazing their fashionably astonished faces and tearing to shreds their solarized leather bondage gear, just at the point Steve Strange in a pierrot costume plugs himself into the mains and starts dancing like the girls in the Human League. And that’s what you have here; a beautifully realised homage to all that made Visage, Depeche Mode, Soft Cell, Yazoo and Gary Numan such a fetishist’s delight in the early eighties.
Having already introduced themselves on a 2manydjs mixtape in 2006, Francesco Spazzoli and Chris Shape harness the jarring, disturbed rhythms of their modulating synths with tracks as handclappingly eerie and buzzworthy as ‘Countach’ (available as a limited taster last year with a momentum maintained by DJs as diverse as Erol Alkan and Tiga) and titles as challenging as ‘Kill The Pooh’ and ‘God Lost My Address’.
Krauty electro nonsense with a likeable techo twist.