Today we are going to usher a few friends into a small room dim the lights and sing our praises to NTEIBINT. Our new Lord. We can see his name written in the skies above us , yet none of us can pronounce it. Who is he ? This Greek titan has survived the financial woes of the normal man and has evoked a constant dance match between the elbows and the knees & is the very multi-faceted guise of George Bakalakos.
An electronic storm brought him to us, and now we (whilst donned in white robes) carry him across a scarred and burning digital platform to fight all the future wars of musical mayhem and hold the mediocrity of the phoney electro pirates at bay.
‘Everyone knows a Dave’ is a small collection of songs from his personal cloud (not the sound type, the God type) pulled into a amalgamation of awesomeness. No sonic vibration is left unfelt here – from the balearic funk of ‘Morning Breeze’ to the saxomatic sexual trance of ‘Jackpot’ and the warehouse proto-rap jam ‘Never use Force’ NTEIBINT weaves an elastic web of beats and harmonies that even the craftiest fly cannot evade.
Pushing into the outer reaches of the dance floor NTEIBINT has coaxed fellow God-like creatures to release some of their computer box gold onto the original tracks. ATTAR! (of Belgium waffle descent) waves his disco wand over ‘Morning Breeze’ whilst ‘Tunnel Signs’ takes the darker route down Goblin Boulevard into the early hours of trisco-dance. Bang Gang bad-boy and bass’n’ball freakster Chris Colonna sticks on his Bumblebeez batting hat and smashes ‘Never Use Force’ out of the park into next-door’s housing commission breakdance comp. And as a lovely touch the man, the George, the Dave, our God slips in a nifty dub of ‘Never Use…’ keep to us all from straying into the wilderness sans hypno-hoppo shoes.
You can preview all the tracks below, and also download a FREE copy of ‘Jackpot’.
Here it comes – the newbie from Light Year…. not much more else to say than BAM BAM BAM.
From deep within the deepest depths of the deep dark scene that is Berlin comes Obi Blanche.
A street cred toting , phycadelic b boy whose reputation proceeds even your wildest dreams. . You know…. that guy who tends to broaden your horizons, who always bursts your proverbial bubble . He stomps on that square you live in and has you saying “thank you can we have some more?”
First up is ’72 hours’, big, then Big then a little BiGGeR, Then oh wait.. there it is! If god went to rave, he would be handing out prophylactics to the masses in hopes that the human race would have a chance of survival against this monster . Big everything! Did we mention it was pretty big?
‘One With Empty’ takes the joyride into more melodic moments even featuring background vocal harmonies from the man himself! But dont get it twisted, come 1.35 he lays everything on the line and takes your body back to the dance dungeon.
To tie you over from now until then, here is his guest mix he did for BORIS DLUGOSCH’s radio show. Listen closely you might hear some stuff off the new ep!!!
In celebration of the Ministry of Sound NYD Classics party, our very own Bang Gang Djs have compiled a mix for you to listen to. Throw backs!!!
What do you do when 2 of Sydney’s most influential disc jocks walk into your studio with a trunk stuffed to the point of combustion full of bass heavy, gender bending, future tech laced harmonies? You take off your clothes and get out the record contract…. but make some much needed amendments.
Clause 1.4 : the above mentioned artist must provide a weekly thesis on the future of the dance floor.
Clause 2.7 : Acquire remix from like minded individuals…. Panteros & Verwey.
Clause 3.1 : Artists and Label are required to partake in celebrations on a regular basis, in the form of a techno party.
Clause 4.1 : A & R will consist of Label heads overseeing the artist implementing there evolving sound to the general public via large speakers. The artist will Inject booty crack directly into the soul of the listener. Not doing so will result in a direct breach of the contract agreed upon by both parities.
This is how it went for them – Birth, Rap, Punk, House, Life. And if it went that way for you well then good on ya. But if it didn’t here is where you should start… maybe work your way backwards, and in a few months you might find yourself being born again……