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01. Planetary Assault Systems - Beam Riders
02. Planetary Assault Systems - Born Anchors
03. Planetary Assault Systems - Humans Use Concrete
04. Planetary Assault Systems - Engage Now
05. Planetary Assault Systems - Bear Bones
06. Planetary Assault Systems - Give It Up
ARTIST
TITLE
Straight Shooting
FORMAT
2x12"

LABEL
CATALOG #
MOTE 055EP MOTE 055EP
GENRE
RELEASE DATE
3/15/2019

Fresh off much essential reissues of his seminal debut album for Peacefrog, The Electric Funk Machine, and the initially 2017-released The Light Years Reworks, which featured an incredible cast of remixers, UK techno mastermind Luke Slater resurfaces as Planetary Assault Systems with a crisp double-package of his signature deep-rolling, hypnotic big-room churners. As its name suggests, Straight Shooting takes no byway to get its point across. Lifting off with the bleepy, outer space-y thrust of "Beam Rider", Slater's new outing stings like a straight-out nasty shot of adrenaline right in the ticker. Going for the jugular with its ever-impactful mix of pummeling kicks, bloodthirsty bass combers, and frenzied electronics blinking like signals freshly emerged from a long drift across cold, hostile wormholes, PAS further proves he navigates in a parallel dimension of his own. Although familiar in essence, the chassis of the tracks remains distinctively unique with cuts like "Born Anchors" and "Engage Now" moving away from the calibrated number category, whilst finely blurring the line between explosiveness and self-discipline, which makes them perfect for near peak-time moments of transition in a set. Proper muscular bangers are nevertheless the kernel of it all here, and sure to steer the crowd into ecstasy on automatic pilot. If "Humans Use Concrete" blazes with the wild stomp of Slater's most incisive classics and "Bear Bones" guides its listener into a trippy excursion across hyperspace loops and alien inner territories, it's "Give It Up" that harnesses the storm with its playful mix of sliced-and-diced vocal fragments, rabid toms, skittish hats and freq-shifting synth whines sure to cut a path of destruction into the club. If an extra-terrestrial invasion of planet Earth was on the agenda, no doubt Slater would be appointed soundtrack composer in chief. Deadly as it gets, Straight Shooting holes it in one.