textura

Albums
Aardvarck
Vieo Abiungo
Celer
Concern
Enrico Coniglio
Copy
Corrugated Tunnel
Dalot
Darkstar
Gareth Dickson
Directorsound
Dryft
Eskmo
Lugano Fell
Benjamin Finger
Fond of Tigers
Gel-Sol
Giardini di Mirò
Gibson & Rose
Gareth Hardwick
Haruki
Marc Houle
I'm Not A Gun
Rafael Anton Irisarri
Library Tapes
Markus Mehr
Minamo and English
Yann Novak
okamotonoriaki
M. Ostermeier
Morgan Packard
Petrolio
Benoit Pioulard
Hein Schoer
Seaworthy and Rösner
Sketches For Albinos
Slow Dancing Society
Solo Andata
System
Antonio Trinchera
Walkner.Moestl
Zazie V. E. Anderen Stern

Compilations / Mixes
Bacterium
Lost Tribe Sound: One
Ninja Tune XX

EPs
Aufgang
Bogdan
Ibex
Jacksonville
Komet
Minus
Morning Factory
Novak + Manning
rANdOMoiDz / NoseTek
Sozonov
SQware
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Morning Factory: New Memories
Yore

Morning Factory's second Yore EP pretty much picks up where its first, Forgotten Moments, left off earlier this year. Once again we've got a hard-grooving four-tracker from Netherlands duo Jean-Pierre van der Leeuw and Jozef Lemmens (aka Loves Got Me High and Enzovoort) that's a match for anything else in the Yore discography. Opener “Maiden Voyage” is classic Morning Factory, an ever-so-tight house jam that twists and turns beatifically for eight rapturous minutes. A parade of glorious sounds and euphoric build-ups, the track's filled with syncopated drum breaks, chunky chords, and synthetic strings, with all of it powered by an effervescent groove and even a dash of acid. Darker undercurrents run through “Last March of the Ants” when church organ chords stretch themselves across a windswept, broken beat shuffle. Despite the gothic atmsopherics, the tune's house boogie still goes deep when a jazzy vibe subtly creeps in and the stepping groove grows in forcefulness. Creamy organ sounds also course through “Radioshow,” which takes a nostalgic glance backward (“those days are gone now…”) to a golden age where something like “Green Onions” had a chance of getting played on the radio. A saxophone licks at the tune's flames as its driving funk pulse kicks into gear, but the EP's most body-shaking cut arrives last in the form of “Cherish,” a charging tech-house hellraiser animated by broiling bass lines and shotgun claps and sweetened with Rhodes kisses. If there's one word that characterizes Morning Factory's material it's intoxicating.

October 2010