Armadillo EP

leena002 - Catz N' Dogz - Armadillo EP
Catz N' Dogz
12 Oct 2007

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€6.00 Vinyl 12"

Hot on the heels of its first release, mobilee's new sublabel LEENA returns with another 12-inch single designed to thrill. Berlin's Holger Zilske launched LEENA with two creepy-crawly tracks; now Catz n' Dogz rain down upon us with animal intensity.

You already know Catz n' Dogz as 3 Channels - aka Szczecin, Poland's Grzegorz Demiañczuk and Wojciech Tarañczuk - with releases on Trapez, Trenton, Crosstown Rebels and most recently, Claude VonStroke's Dirtybird label. For their first release as Catz n' Dogz, they continue their tradition of combining minimalist structures with full-bore sound design, turning out a twisted double A-side single.

"Searching" wastes no time looking for its groove: it digs in right away with a bottom-heavy bounce that rolls unstoppably through thick and thin. In keeping with its title, it's something of a two-part proposition. The first half is all about pushing forward, ducking distraction, and maintaining speed as stray noises and schizoid samples blast from every angle. The second half is all about revelation, in the form of a deep, pumping synth pattern that cuts through the darkness like a beacon drawing the faithful back to Detroit. From here on out, intrepid explorers, we are at home in the temple of house music. The search concluded, all that's left to do is celebrate, long and loud, hands held aloft by a single string note that threads all the way back to disco's heyday. Halle-fuckin'-lujah.

"A Tribute to Kulfon" is a more cryptic affair. Beginning with a demure keyboard arpeggio draped in delay, it builds slowly, spinning in the wind like a pinwheel, twisting between minor and major keys. Dancefloors these days are full of anthemic melodies, but this one is different. It doesn't force its emotions upon you, it just filters and amplifies your state of mind. Two and a half minutes in: a subtle bloom of color. Three minutes: a burst of movement in the shadows. Four and a half minutes: a rush of blood to the head and the heart, and all hell breaks loose—except hell's touch was never so tender. Oscillators whirl, bright chords hail down, and everything is suffused in brilliance. You'd be hard pressed to find a tune at once so tough and so tender. This one will go toe to toe with house music's biggest, baddest, most emotive tunes for a long time to come. Whoever Kulfon is, he must be proud.

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