Rawaat - Day Laborer EP

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Artist Rawaat
Title Day Laborer EP
Genre Detroit/Chicago, House/Techno
Label Lobster Theremin
Catalog# LT005
Released 2014
MP3 Download Source WEB
Play Time 31:33 min
Total Tracks. 5
Bitrate 320 kbps

1. Caverns of Reflection ( 3:47)
2. Exp 2 ( 5:23)
3. Motion Sensor ( 6:34)
4. Day Laborer ( 7:33)
5. Day Laborer (H.S. Recast) ( 8:16)

Total Playtime: 31:33 min

Detroit young gun Rawaat finally steps up with his debut vinyl release for Lobster Theremin. Having carefully honed an inimitable sound that caresses the left-facing corners of house, techno, ambient and beats, this marks the start of what promises to be a very special year for the Mid West talent.

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Rawaat’s own DIY tape imprint, Crisis Urbana, simultaneously provided the breeding ground and outlet for ideas and a collective mentallity that is beginning to define a new wave of Detroit producers, and listening to their discography it’s immediately clear where those tape-saturated, cut-and-paste jams found their roots.

Caverns Of Reflection opens the EP with shots of shifting mist and cascading iron strings, drenched in a rain of hazy melancholia. The theme is continued throughout the A-side with Exp 2’s wind-battered textures drifting over saturated analogue drums and a beautifully twitchy and interlocking percussive melody. Motion Sensor finishes the side with an ambient-house-beats combo that throws classic rave tropes and early Warp influences in the pan.. Imagine what you’d actually be hearing after smashing ten pills in a Doncaster club in ’91.

The flip is a straight-up two-headed banger, opening with the floor-crushing Day Laborer. Clattering hats shatter over red-lined bass grooves and a vocal refrain that will carry for days.. Randy snares punch their way into the mix for a guttural assault off-set by the gentle pads ‘n’ clap patting that heal back to life. Huerco S. jumps on remix duties with his shortened H.S. moniker. This is true Detroit-spirited techno thrashed through the clubs of Europe and re-imagined as an extended, looping, psychedelic, strobed-to-fuck techy house number.