Marcel Kopf’s debut long-play doesn’t fit in with our definition of an album, as it’s missing one of its most important characteristics - the plot. No, we don’t demand every record to be a concept album, but we don’t tolerate those in which during the first 20 minutes of listening we need to check at least three times if this is still the same record playing.
Individual parts of the album, or even its individual tracks, can be easily distinguished in respect to style. Yet the already mentioned beginning of the record is placed in a chaos of different electronic genres. It starts with the number ‘That Shit’, which is not in the least shitty in itself, but with reference to the whole it seems like a square peg in a round hole. Its positive vibe and solid construction might make it become a summer hit in autumn, whereas the more raw and synthetic remainder of the album is more suited to the atmosphere of an underground club. Luckily, the second part of ‘Dusty Dance’ is more coherent. That’s where dirty and aggressive tech house converges into lazy minimal, licked with dub techno samples, which come to the foreground in the final track ‘Leave it Alone’. The final track would be scantier if there was no subtle, incredibly pleasant declamation by Padberg, who is Mo’s Ferry’s voice on duty. The two mentioned compositions, although different in style to the extreme, are in fact the strongest points on the album. Right behind them there is ‘Skinny Bitches’, which is best described by its title.
So Knopf didn’t manage to make the plot, but the individual titles prove he’s got substantial yet diverse potential as a producer.
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