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DPC 089EP
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Tal Fussman is an outstanding young artist worth keeping an eye on. His productions are at the forefront of innovation, breathing new life into the electronic dance scene. His releases on renowned labels like Innervisions and his own Survival Tactics label among others affirm that his sound is a pioneering fresh blueprint for the techno/house world. In his Focus EP for Drumpoet, Tal showcases his versatility across a diverse spectrum. The track "It's Alright" serves as a futuristic house anthem, while the title track "Focus" champions the break-beat influenced side of the spectrum. The EP reaches its peak with the tribal and dance- floor-driven tracks "Don't Want To" and "Into the Chamber," ultimately delving into the emotive and experimental soundscapes of "Goal" and "Will Fade."
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SURVIVAL 004LP
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Fresh off a few top-of-the-range hors d'oeuvres to whet our appetite, Tal Fussman resurfaces on his dedicated imprint Survival Tactics with his longed-for debut album, The Fine Line In Between, right on the brink of even bigger things, as attested by the inclusion of his track "It Was Misunderstood" on Dixon's seminal Innervisions mixing series. Kit up for a fascinating ride across Fussman's hypnotic headspace, the ideal liaison between hi-NRG floor potential and proper funky mischief. Collated from beats recorded about a year ago, the idea for The Fine Line In Between was, in Fussman's own words, to unfold as a "rollercoaster of emotions, happy, sad, angry, hopeful." Making dazzling use of the Moog Sub Phatty's analogue grit and all-around incisiveness, "Move Your Hips" draws a flock of oh-sobuoyant Rhodes stabs and has them flinging in all directions as a hi-intensity jack ensures maximal traction from the dancers. Birdsongs and tribal drums are on the menu of "Back Up," a proper smashing bit of Afro-funk assault, flush with the blazing conga lines, chopped-up vox and that unrelenting bassy earworm going wild. A cannibal rite turned electrokinetic Rave-God worshipping. Pure peak-time business, "I Will" is atomic energy stacked in a marble-sized core, highly volatile and bound to devastate any outdoor rave or club basement it may come into contact with. "The Chamber (Outro)" rounds off the journey as it started, moving upstream onto the path of serenity, like the calm after and before the storm. Glimmering harps and warped chords entangle in a moving symphony of sorts, melancholic yet evocative of a spaciousness and freedom Fussman holds onto as its magnetic North.
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