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MINUS 072EP
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Matthew Dear aka False presents the Love Letters EP -- two tracks that deliver a very specific message, ranging from the metallic, tribal groove of the title track to the rolling, hypnotic techno of "Practice," proving that he's among the most inventive, enterprising and versatile producers around. His subtle use of processed vocals lends an earthy, organic quality to the synthetic storms on offer, infusing the groove with affirmative shouts and indecipherable chants that conjure images of psychedelic rituals.
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This is the second full-length release by DJ and producer False (aka Matthew Dear, Audion). Essentially a special one-off live set, 2007 defines Dear's relationship with M_nus. Together with the accompanying vinyl release of Fed On Youth/Face The Rain, he's concocted a work of such stunning intricacy, verve and substance that it will surely be amongst the favorites when this year's highlights are assessed. The opening sequence unfurls gradually, but even as the ominous "Indy 3000" drifts into the metronomic comfort of "Meat Me In The Market," you can already feel the gravitational pull sucking you in. The electro shock therapy of "Warm Co." and the pensive minimalism of "Timing" and "Alright Liar" continue turning the screw -- and before you know it, you're lost in a void of slow, chugging sub-beats, filtered vox fx and dense, disorienting reverb. Distant melodies somehow make it through, like the soft, meditative tones on "Plus Plus" and the melancholy motif of "Face the Rain," which leaves you temporarily frozen and suspended before the energetic "Dollar Down" ushers in the pivotal, subsonic avalanche of "Disease/George Washington." The album starts to gather momentum on the home stretch, as the tension and suspense of "Act Like Children/Excalibur" rolls into "In The Heather," which in turn, breaks under the weight of "Fed On Youth" as Dear finally unleashes a sequence of laser-guided synth stabs that recall the hi-octane drive-by of the intro. "Stomachs/Ankle Biter" extends the climactic conclusion amid a wash of analog white noise before "Forgetting" finally releases the pressure valve, slowly drifting back to the initial point of origin. What is so memorable about this collection of tracks is the way it strikes the perfect balance between abstract experimentation and full-on techno nirvana without ever breaking stride or losing focus. There's nothing brash or over-blown here, all the real action is nestled between the beats -- enticing yet unreachable -- while the grooves he concocts are all so earthy and raw that the kick drum functions as an alternative rather than a necessity.
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MINUS 030EP
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"Drawing on the gut and outer edges of what and where Detroit techno has (be)come, Matthew Dear is in deep. Over the course of the past three years, his output has rallied him into orbit with stellar releases backed by a determined pace and power on the road as a live performer and DJ. His False alias, home to Canada's Plus 8 Records and Minus imprints, has become an escape-ground for his further experiments into expanding new horizons. 'River Camping' serves up Matthew's second single for Minus, with added bounce and texture from 2004's 'Sink the Ship' single. The brilliant title track swoons with smooth pads, erratic alarms, bells and Dear's sneaky vocals, taking the quieter but still very rhythmic path of composition. 'Falling Away's' deep bass builds the platform for a pulsing slow jam with Dear organically layering in new and unique subtleties throughout. The single finishes up with 'Tanning Booths,' the most pitched-up of the three new tracks. Haunted and pounding from the start, this is territory where Dear is most comfortable; shuffling layers of melting percussion in with bass lines and tones, from one of techno's most freely developing producers today."
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"False -- one of the alter egos of Detroit's Matthew Dear, returns to his Canadian stable for a new romp of minimal techno. It seems that even in the view of critical success and a 2003 full of top-notch releases Dear shows no signs of slowing down. 'Sink The Ship' brings his now-established sound and production know-how forward, delivering four brand new tracks of minimal groovy digital funk."
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"As false, Matthew Dear delves into a similar plunderphonic territory of hard grooves filled with deep textures, sampled vocals, and warped, squelchy synths. But this isn't just some nose-deep-in-Powerbook, chin-scratching audio collage of blips and clicks. false occupies that tight space between abstract techno and straight up, four-on-the-floor mayhem that will have subwoofers, dancers and academics straining to keep it all together. Matthew Dear was first introduced on the Spectral Sound label from the Ghostly International family, gaining the attention of Plus 8 by his hard working attitude as a DJ and producer and all around seriousness to his music. Not one to sit for long, he has a new single out this spring under the name Jabberjaw for Berlin's esteemed Perlon label. Of the false philosophy, Dear comments, 'All of our actions and thoughts [are] mere reactions of the molecular world. Therefore, our emotions could only be chemical reactions to the physical universe and are not ours at all but only a piece of the larger scheme. They are false. We are false'."
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"After a string of critically acclaimed releases for the Ghostly International and Spectral Sound labels, Ann Arbor, Michigan's False (aka Matthew Dear) closes up his trilogy of three singles for Plus 8 with the sizzling Beginner's Luck. Beginner's Luck nabs Dear's chunky approach to minimal tech-hop with an addictive element of vocal hiccups, clacketty percussion and random bleep melody. His basslines continue to impress, driving his shifty beats and panned accents into a sole sound ala False."
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