sometimes it seems oliver deutschmann’s falkplatz is as overlooked as the pbar resident himself. the reason for this, probably, is the type of music the german deals in: not faddy nor attention grabbing, instead it’s the sort of immediately classic house and techno that seamlessly and tastefully bolsters the sets of the best djs around and will do for years to come. this new various artist series, complied pleasures vol. 1, continues in that vein with four chunky, headsdown tracks that’ll have you heading to the nearest basement rave as soon as you can.
the boss goes first with ‘the truth master’, a prowling, dusty brew of grumbling kicks lit up by long, thin, heavyhearted pads. a scattering of sharp edged percussion cuts through the reverential tension somewhat as techno leaning hi-hat ringlets loop a loop, but the rigid bassline and more freeform synth patterns are what really set things off, even though the mood stays sombre and introverted. restrained, toughened house at its finest where marcus suckut’s ‘imide’ is a much more upright and barrelling affair. it’s tight, bouncy techno with the sexiest double claps you’ll ever hear tugging you along as the sub moves warm air currents all around to add space and depth.
on the flip, tres puntos weaves a lazier, truer deep house groove complete with wibbly chords and male whispering. rather than falling into the usual dour traps of deep house, the mysterious producer imbues his rhythms with plenty of swing to get your hips going nicely before surreptitiously upping the ante and fleshing out the track into something much chunkier come its end. finally, metrolux music boss xdb toys with minimalism in his sparse, atmosphere rich ep closer, ‘bells n waves’. raw, pinging kicks are smoothed over by the sound of tiny waves breaking over and over, slowing your heart rate and soothing your mind before allowing it to soar away on the crystalline and pixelated melodies which appear at the midway mark. a perfect tool with which to re-set, or end, any mix, it also rounds out the ep with a hefty but fittingly effortless dose of real emotion.