|by Stephen J Kroos|
|Released||19 March 2007|
|Genre||Psy-tech, deep tech|
|2.||"4 Your Taperecorder"||7:27|
The second album on Anjunabeats came from someone with paucous experience on this label. & what little there was was vituperable.
Kroos has released seemingly thousands of songs. His output is gargantuan, though it is overwhelmingly what is found in this, where each drossy track is just noise with no tune.
Experimentation had a proud history here. This one was occasionally tolerable.
Almost every track in this album is waste so toxic, it would make 'sanitation engineers' call another governmental agency. So I'll only talk about the salients.
Tecktonick begins well. This is a psychonautic wonder, as are most songs in Teck, even the malignant ones. The psychoscape of this album is sharply talented in some places.
Released the previous October, this has supernal vocals, & was remixed. It might not be worth purchasing, though it must not be forgotten.
This says "Strangeness". What is should say is "Garbage". Most of these should. Even Klots. It's 36 seconds. What can you get out of that?
It's been a while since Innersphere. Aeons, I feel. Another Inner is here to enlighten this day: this is tropical, empyrean crepuscular light. This tune is majestic & sensual.
Having dipped his brush in atrament in the dark, Kroos painted a picture of a black hole drawing in a murder. It still tastes sweet, though, despite it taking up only one minute starting at 2:08.
The last good track. You'll buy this in Winter Chill. Containing some lyrics I can't translate, this is mightily plangent. The alternation is not only pythonic, but it sets up a more complex melody. This would have a been an archangelic closer, but there's more to come.
This samba wonder is not worth any price, though it is nevertheless creative. However, the rest of Teck is insipidness.