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Borelian Empire EP |
| artist: |
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Paradroid |
| catalogue-Nr.: |
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FOT 003 |
| genre: |
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Minimal House |
| release date: |
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07.11.05 |
| barcode: |
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827170076266 |
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Vinyl 12" |
review:
Welcome to the world of cultures, evergrowing organizations and biotope networks. Modern mathematics, everyday politics, that party last night but also Paradroids nasty transformations – all that is actually dealing with clouds. You can’t catch it in the whole, it’s like to be young and professional at the same time. Some might call it abstract but let us tell you: take a close look and relax. You will discover this macro-cosmos of relations which also you can say ‘hello’ to real soon. Watch it!
Game theory and Lack of sleep – that dark chapter above your console. Still not finished resynchronizing all those threads once blasted in a lightning and a quaking tic. You still can’t stop fallout and those artefacts won’t let you down also. So what would we do without that resource from outer space found near a Roman river? It might even replace all energy resources one day. Join us! All you need is rock-solid gear.
But be aware of Sodium Fluoride! It’s causing Cancer and today it’s even to be found in Captain Blueberry’s toothpaste. Actually noone really cares - and so the disease might be a common part of world population’s biosetting some day. But as long as we won’t stop moving nothing will happen. Don’t worry .. but never forget to provide substitute.
Ever heard of Nematodes? You can’t see’em, you can’t hear’em, those little worms. They are all around us – rising. They live with us , they eat with us and they are as close as we love it so much usually.. Hear a close-up of Paradroids friends of tomorrow. And one day even they are dancing ..
Anyway – don’t forget to wash your hands.
We also would like to send our best wishes to Paradroid – still defending that High Score. See you..
DE:BUG 12/2005
"Die Titel klingen mal wieder so, als hätte er einen ganzen Katalog von Species entdeckt. Und wer Paradroid kennt, der weiß, daß hier jeder Sound eine Verästelung ist, die fraktal durch die Grooves geistert, als wäre die Welt nicht dieses konsistente Zeug, auf das man draufhauen muß, sondern eben wirklich als Krempel, der kleiner ist als Atome, und als wäre das vielleicht nicht sichtbar, aber überhören kann man es auf keinen Fall.
Zwei Impressionen und drei dieser auf unwahrschheinliche Weise funkigen Tracks, für die man gerne ein paar Beine mehr hätte, nur ungerade muß di e Anzahl sein."
Bleed *****