Phonocake-Artist Drehton moves the knobs and keys to the next experimental level. With references to trance, IDM, techno and now and then dub, he shapes the sound of a hyperworld: full of jumps, speed, variety, intensity, clear superabundance. This is where the control takes place, this is where the chips glow. Full of details this HiTekk Electronica purrs full of longing in the metropolis of chip design sound.

The 21st century replaces any category concept of ours. The concepts blur and exceed conventions through freer expression. Freed from any category corset, Drehton presents new experiments in tempo, arpeggio & melody, in its very own sound and recognizable style. Partly the stuff is insanely experimental, especially the first tracks. They tempt us to brain explosions that dissolve Koan like. From song 8 it gets a bit straigther.

“The daily world exists only because we know how to hold its images.” – Carlos Castaneda ©

This album was written over a two-year period with a great amount of effort and psychological experiences, inner turmoil – I understood that I was falling into an abyss with no bottom… no bottom…

“Replika” offers many doors to other dimensions, to other universes, and to other worlds. This is the starting point of an endless journey through the secrets of the universe, where each track is a separate journey through different worlds.

This album was recorded using analog and digital synthesis with instruments such as KORG PROPHESY, KORG M3, and KORG-Z1.

For its 41st release, Da ! Heard It Records is receiving a weak signal…

Everything starts with a faraway sound, a buzzing growing more and more present. A light pulse then discretely joins in with a wave that intensifies little by little. The radars turn to find where it’s originating from. The matter gets bigger and announced a compact sonorous mass. A slow, crushed rhythm settles in and supports this mysterious form. In stationary flight for a part of the album, the strange apparatus gives sort of the impression that it is scanning a presence, passing through the listener, frozen in this obscure sci-fi décor. Coded messages, percussive morse code, LFOs of all kinds, and sonic twitches still attempt a first contact, as if it were trying to coldly grasp the substance of our world. From one speaker to the next, the chirpings interact while in the background, a purring wanders now and then in the landscape, fragmented by the flow’s power.
So listen to this tape whose handmade wrapping with technological titles invites us to take it all with a sense of humor. Onboard the engine where rhythm boxes and machines of all sorts sweep through space without ever landing, a facetious parisian duo turns the knobs of a complex dashboard…
Right now, you’re wandering distractly through this album, thinking that perhaps you haven’t understood a word of this text. You’re just passing (through) À Travers.