“Preach/Temptation” is Posthuman's fourth EP of the year. Cousins Rich Bevan and Joshu Doherty have been consistently active producers since 99 and Joshu's I LOVE ACID nights have gained international acclaim over the past ten years. The three tracks on this slice of wax showcase the hardware aficionados' zeal for hard-hitting kicks, groovy breaks, classic percussion, and of course, the Japanese zig-zag wanderer - the TB-303 (or one of its modern clones). Taking aim at the dancefloor, the 3-track EP, on Glasgow’s own Dixon Avenue Basement Jams, sits alongside four other EPs on Horn Wax, Polybius Trax, and their own label Balkan Vinyl, each traversing the tributaries of acid-house and incorporating elements of hardcore, breaks, house and disco.
Opening up the A side, ’Preach’ comes out of the blocks at a canter, with Josh Caffe’s phrase “I practice what I preach / You can try to freak me / I wish you would” spread out across the track, giving a human touch to an uncrushed yet assertive piece. Underpinning Caffe’s earnest articulations, a steady kick assertively opens the record, while a high-passed break sits atop the low-end like ecstatic flakes atop a weighty rum’n’raisin ice-cream. The thickness comes in halfway through with a paratrooper of a bassline that guides its assault squad behind enemy lines. The stripped-down structure may give a sparse air, but ‘Preach’ is wholly nutritious - a real protein shake of a track.
On the flip, ‘Temptation’ continues in the same ‘eyes down’ vein. Making use of classic Roland percussion and a well-crafted snare, a resonant 303 binds the patterns with a cyclical chug. There is a classic late-80s feel to this one, touching upon late-80s Trax material, though listeners of the modern acid could also draw parallels with UK compatriots Paranoid London. It is the vocals that set this EP apart from Posthuman’s other releases this year - a little-less fervent than, say, Robert Owens, Caffe’s vocals could be more akin to the lust and sleaze found in many of Blake Baxter’s early 90s works.
The inner rim of this EP concludes with ‘Exit Drums’, a percussive workout spliced with syllabic vocals darting around the place. This is a much simpler, dirtier number that works more as a tool. Certainly less distinguishable than A1 and B1, ‘Exit Drums’ presents a tech-house side to the pair’s recent output.
Released October 3rd