I can remember the very first time I heard this record standing in Fat Cat in London. The hard-hitting 909, then comes the metallic percussion (that sounds to me like knives being sharpened) followed by an engaging bassline that almost sounds out of time. An immediate purchase, a treasured piece of vinyl.
The same record left an equally deep impression on me when I heard it played at Lost by Jeff Mills. The crowd cheered when the hihat kicked in! I realised that this record was truly in another league.
The same record left an equally deep impression on me when I heard it played at Lost by Jeff Mills. The crowd cheered when the hihat kicked in! I realised that this record was truly in another league.