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01. DUSTY KID - Here Comes The Techno
02. DUSTY KID - The Underground Persistence
03. DUSTY KID - Lynchesque
04. DUSTY KID - Klin
05. DUSTY KID - Cowboys
06. DUSTY KID - Moto Perpetuo
07. DUSTY KID - The Fugue
08. DUSTY KID - Pluk
09. DUSTY KID - America
10. DUSTY KID - Agaphes
11. DUSTY KID - Nemur (Walls Of Guitars)
ARTIST
TITLE
A Raver's Diary
FORMAT
CD

LABEL
CATALOG #
BOXER 070CD BOXER 070CD
GENRE
RELEASE DATE
4/28/2009

This is the hotly-anticipated full-length debut release by Italy's Paolo Alberto Lodde aka Dusty Kid aka one-half of Duoteque. Do you still remember the moment when you first stepped into the warehouse, right into the fog, and into the churning eye of the dancefloor? Do you still remember the first bass drum, the first break, the first strobe flash? Dusty Kid does, and celebrates the club folklore of rave kitsch on Raver's Diary, for those who remember and for those who wish they did. This record wears its heart on its sleeve, without any minimal-technocratic business. The music he creates is great sound cinema, always direct and focused. "Here Comes Techno" and "The Underground Persistence" pushes the dancer right in the middle of the dancefloor, heading towards the first peak. The sound quickly turns into banging synth attacks and marching beats that end in the psychotic glissandi of "Lynchesque" and its high bass wave. "Klin," and its unexpected, flashing emotionality stops the free-fall, and almost unnoticeably shifts the direction of the whole album. "Cowboys," for example, used to be a B-side track, a kind of wallflower. On A Raver's Diary, it has become a secret hit: a smooth, magnetic organ fest with a catchy bass that will kick you off your chair. The spherical sequencer techno of "Moto Perputuo" pays homage to the great melodies of the past which have been pimped up with an incomparable and innovative bass design. "The Fugue" is Dusty Kid's approach to weirdo instrumental pop music, and "Pluk" and "America," too, do not shy away from any productive risk: the first is a tribalist club smasher, the bone-breaker from the fog; the latter is a melancholic magnum opus, and even the hardest raver will be stunned by its emotional power. "Agaphes" is a style-study in two parts, and "Nemur (Walls Of Guitars)" is the pop gem, the great techno chanson, and the best farewell you can imagine. A Raver's Diary is an album for any DJ: the perfect mix tape, the soundtrack to the ultimate party that everyone is talking about.