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A Fever You Can't Sweat Out

I Write Sins Not Tragedies

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OUT 10.03.23

Preorder: https://sprayforever.bandcamp.com/album/heavy-water

Tracklist:
A1. Heavy Water
A2. Heavy Water (D. Tiff's Floating To The Top Mix)
B1. Diact
B2. Trouble Down Groove

Wake up sleepyheads; after another rotation around the sun and the fog of the early year drifting across the realm, what better way to break through than breaks. Spray is once again on the archival quest, dusting off jewels for the dancers, with this time’s excavation taking us to a 1994 North London bedroom (heard that before huh?). Originally released on D*Fusion Records, at a time when the ever-rising pulsating amphetamine twitch of hardcore was side stepped, with some furthering their fury into jungle, and others receding into more cerebral and ethereal realms. This collection of huge tunes falls into the latter from the producer Anoesis; a release for the post-post generation, when bygone specters of trance dance mania become the ghouls of the moment, the need for Rave ever increasing.

All in all it takes about 15 seconds to know that ‘Heavy Water’ is an essential massive break your speaker hit. Gated vox pop out like sirens in the smoke and lasers, calling you to engage with the eternal/internal rhythm that is the acid squelch break. A perfect dose of psych deviates the song to a higher path. For the remix contemporary audio savant D. Tiff strips away the buzz saw grind of the original, encouraging hypnosis and trance-infected desires, with a touch of mooood.

On the flip Diact is super keen for an ascension. A menaced freaky overlord, pulling at the strings that the dancers are mere puppets to follow, channeling a big beat essence. Trouble Down Groove assumes the form of the classic break and vocal flip, full of twitched sampling hype; 1 for the dancefloor headspinners. Aligned to the Anoesis sound, it’s mutated with a certain type of alluring growl, a sonic signature, and the key sound running through this EP.

Cat Num.: SPRAY003
Format: 12” / Digi
Written & Produced By Howard Dodd
Mastering & Cut: Marco Pellegrino
Distributor: One Eye Witness
Artwork: Lauren Harewood
Release Text: Rhys Salt
Release Date: 10.03.2023

@howarddodd @d-tiffany

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Anoesis - 'Heavy Water' (Incl. D. Tiffany Remix) [SPRAY003]

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key: G minor
bpm: 114

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Release date April 24, 2012
on Epic Records

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