Various Psionic Realms Digital Psionics (Australia)

Okay? Right, hold my hand. I look craftily and lovingly into your eyes and we can feel the tension, the anticipation, the pinch-me-if-i’m-dreaming otherworldliness. There’s a spark between our eyes and we just know the moment’s right – so we go for it. One little held-hands step off the cliffedge and down into the swirling vortex thing.... Or so it feels to me anyway, sticking this CD on and relaxing back with a nice dose of the purple herbal. Bent Sentient’s Africaned launches off and, to put it mildly, it’s twisted fuckfunk on a stick: fingerlickin’ good, with staccato eats and driven along by one of the most frenetic basslines in the business. Artax brings in some of the cute n’ slinky with Pointdexter, that wobbles and then frowns and then laughs and then runs off to do someone else’s head in. Frequency Deluxe’s Our DNA Is Better Than Yours Is is purely weird, wicked and wonderful, with stabs all around a solid-state groove and a general “’ave it!”-ness about it. Fibre Steel from Byron Bay’s very own Dark Nebula is tuff as tuff gets, with gnarly meatiness and more balls than even Elton John’s seen in his lifetime. Scatterbrain pulls an absolute blinder with Illogical Behaviour, tough and meaty with a grove that’s desolate yet busy, and tons of druggy samples that probably, pound-for-pound, beats even 1200 mics... Any tune that has several simpsons talking about drugs, munched in with Dr. Spock and tons more besides has to be good in anyone’s book, and when it’s got the dancefloor-devastation potential of this then there’s really nothing to complain about. Paps Vs. Droidlock’s Lynch The Prayer is hectic and menacing, Procs’ Autocrat is wonderfully sketchy and random, and by the time we’ve recovered from Krumelar’s perfect closer Tortoise Tower, you my dear and I are a shellshocked but loveable wreck... and all the more enriched for it.