it’s been a while since isolee’s involving full length on pampa, but finally the german returns to the label with a new ep that is just as layered and lush.
'in germany, they can't say 'techno,' they say 'teshno'' ~ seth troxler [march 2008]
koze’s convention crushing pampa turns back to old friends die vögel for its next 12”. and the results, unsurprisingly, are some of the label’s bravest releases all year. not just because there are only two tracks – with each close to eight minutes long – but also because of the patience required to really understand them. neither is anything like an instantaneous dancefloor hit, but rather slow-release arrangements that unfold and unfurl, wiggle and wriggle through vibrant underworlds littered variously with african drums, drunken brass bands and tortured cartoon orchestras.
it’s hard to believe one of the underground hits of 2010 was the first record axel boman ever shared with anyone, but believe you must. “’purple drank’ was a two year old track i gave [pampa boss] dj koze after warming up for him” says axel. “i thought i made shit music so him releasing that made me get some balls!”
in his youth a hip-hop fan, it was an older brother who turned axel onto acid house and swedish techno. they are sounds he tries to emulate to this day but which, given his self-proclaimed predilection for fun, never quite work out that way. “i’m always the clown, partying” admits axel, explaining the in-suppressible charm, spontaneity and rawness of his productions to date. “because of that, i always end up adding a strange groove, a weird bassline, an odd synth” he says of his seth troxler and magda approved deep, colourful house records for ourvision and glass table.
two things give the stockholmer most pleasure at this point in his life. the first is “knowing i don’t have to step foot in another fucking art college ever again [having just completed an art masters]” whilst the second is “making music. i get so carried away!” as such, expect experimental new sounds from his own label studio barnhaus, (co-run with a friend and “the village idiot”), an album under pop moniker man tear as well as plenty of new remixes from the ever rotating talent that is axel bowan.
axel’s top 3 swedish tracks of all time
abba – lay all your love on me
dear björn & benny, please forgive me for my own “abba” project, consisting of only abba-samples, please see it as a tribute to the more obscure parts of your amazing discography. out soon on a 12″ near you!!!
the similou – all this love
is it possible to listen to this track and not get goosebumps?? i have no idea what they do today, but i hope they live in big villas on the spanish coast.
the embassy – it pays to belong
this is not the only gorgeous and timeless piece of pop music this group has released! are they known outside of sweden?
this isolee/robag whrume split release is exciting before you even hit play, simply because the two tracks included are mere pre-cursors of the respective full lengths to come (actually, isolee’s ‘well spent youth’ is already here and is already close to the top of my 2011 ‘best of’ pile). add into that pre-play excitement the fact it comes on koze’s fast flourishing pampa imprint and, despite the lack of any remixes, you have a genuinely semi-inducing prospect.
isolee takes the a side with ‘taktell’, a woozy, gently howling house number whose bottom end sways to-and-fro as diacritic strings and percussion add layer upon layer of deft intonation. its structure is so complex, unconventional and ever shifting that it’s hard to imagine the track being dropped into an average deep house set but, if it were, the way rajko müller hangs his grooves so effortlessly in murky 4/4 would have you wishing they lasted twice as long.
‘thora vukk’ is whrume’s contribution and is one which doesn’t sound out of place next to the work of isolee. it draws from the same sort of off kilter and unhinged sound palette as his, (as well as label mates axel boman and koze) but does so more sparingly. instead of constructing the track with myriad sonic flecks, the former wighnomy brother lays down a steady kick and has his quirky sounds (boingy synths, popping fx, plummeting harmonics) interlope recursively around them to make for an entrancing groove which forever seems to unravel as it goes. his full length can’t come soon enough…