Force Lab Edition: Composure

Force Lab Edition: Composure

Editorial Reviews
From URB Magazine
Dawn of a New Error is a sudden counter-punch to the eye of globalization, as Seth P. Brundel, Dr. Faustus and Plex tap into a very deep frustration that stems from arrogant government policy, media manipulation and a great hollowness in popular culture: underground meat and potatoes. Think Zach De La Rocha on a small indie imprint. Many of these tracks have already been single-ized, including the plunking piano-driven "Defective Experiment" and "Suffer Great Nation," which takes a look through the eyes of the "extremist." Meanwhile, the echoing "CPU" examines whether technology works for us, or if we work for it. One highlight is "War @ 120/80" which is a great example of Plex's ear for sorrowful violins and chunky boom-bap drums, comparable to RJD2 or Shadow, but with sharper teeth. Faustus spits with a quick spoken-style delivery; it's syllable-heavy, sounding as if the beat has to struggle to keep up with him. Error is a passionate stepping out.

Patrick Drexler

Product Description
Force Lab is the Latest Imprint to Come Out of Force Inc. Music Works.

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Force Lab is the Latest Imprint to Come Out of Force Inc. Music Works.

Customer Reviews:

Minimal parts woven into a maximal mesh.......2003-10-20

The artists associated with Germany's Force-Inc. electronic music empire have generally been associated (at least, as of late), with all things minimal and glitchy. As a techno/house dj, whose experiences have taken him deep into the dance music underground, I can attest that they haven't always been very dj friendly. Obviously, with the willfully experimental Mille Plateaux and Rittornell imprints, this isn't an issue. But with their square aim for dancefloor functionality, the Force Trax/ Force-Inc. vinyl releases have sometimes lacked the requisite punch and/or swing. Many of these tracks make great dj tools, but must have a bassier record quickly dropped beneath them to pick up the energy. Which, in a roundabout way, brings us to this disc. On "Composure", the first volume of the Forcelab Edition, dj/producer Algorithm has sampled loops from dozens of Force Trax releases, and recomposed them into a rich, satisfying continuous mix. While retaining these artists' unconventional approach to tech-house structures, the thick layers of effects-treated loops fit together like a tightly woven carpet of microscopic beat squiggles and humming melodic backdrops. Make no mistake: the glitch is in full effect, with the majority of high end percussion sounds being the familiar clicks and pops that have swarmed over the electronica landsacpe like ants on e. However, rather than being allowed to bounce around in the typical sparse spaces of clickhouse minimalism, they've packed themselves onto a sweaty dancefloor where everyone's grooving elbow to elbow, but nobody collides. Although the majority of the mix is given over to great terraces of slithering funk, things are pared down a bit by the disc's conclusion, where the skeletal loops are allowed space for polyrhythmic juxtapositions not afforded by the seamless jigsaw constructions of some denser stretches. When all is said and done, this mix reaffirms the recombinatory possibilities of minimal techfunk. It's even inspired me to dig into my record crates for those pristine Forcetrax platters, and reconsider their potential role in a dancefloor journey.

May the force be with you...........2002-04-13

We have come to expect great things from the Force Empire and this release lives up to all expectations and then some. Absolutely stunning and almost impossible to describe except to say it is;. Funky, sophisticated, hypnotic, dubby, wild, relentless, calm and soothing. Thousands of channels provide direct access to the future and the past. Like nothing you have heard before but that you always knew was there. D-Jedi Algorithm, using ancient previously undecipherable formulas that Kraftwerk launched into space decades ago, taps directly into the ForceLab matrix and discovers the lost soundtrack to "naked lunch". Hawtins used similar tech in his last joint, but it just made me grind my teeth, whereas the edition is Teflon-smooth. A brave new world. The seamless mix begins with a brief introduction of what your about to hear, like Fantasia or something, and then unleashes over an hour of pure microhaus bliss. Shadows of the ForceLab Posse rise and beckon from a bubbling cauldron of synthetic funk. Dancefloor, bedroom, even serious headphone potential. May the Force be with you.

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