VA - Is It Balearic? Recordings 10 Year Anniversary [2CD] (2016) Lossless

Five years further down the line. My grey exchanged for white. Those Coyote boys though, they're still keeping that "Venus" flag flying, still fostering a "Balearic Network" they helped to establish nearly three decades ago. Still steadfastly and proudly manning their ship of hedonistic dance floor abandon, reminding or schooling folks in the lore, the legend, of "!Ibiza 90", Italian Scream-Ups, of sweat soaked soirees, dancing on table tops, dancing on bars, of basements with their hands in the air, enlisting likeminded souls from Croatia, England, France, Italy, Japan, Lithuania, Portugal, Russia, Scotland, Spain, and the U.S.A. to preserve and spread this gospel, to give this history a future. A continuation of midnights and dawns of genre mutations and cross-pollinations that reflect an early '90s openness, a happy innocence, pre-excess, pre-casualties and division. When love was the drug. An oeuvre where beats and bass are informed by JA's Dub, underlining the spacial similarities between Acid House and sound system specials, just in case you hadn't noticed. Where fat Blues riffs hang heavy with delay, and optimistic '89 pianos are never far away. A post-"Screamadelica" psychedelia of ethereal sighs at sunset, build-the-box arpeggios and Peech Boys percussion, stoned Rock stomps, Mediterranean sax serenades and vintage sounding Electro Disco from veteran DJs who should know. Authentic '80s synth Boogie, 303 chatter and steel string microtones, acoustic picking and mind-bending audio fractals slip a little livener in your cocktail at a Woodstock on a beach. Detroit Ambience, the stuff of sunrises. Laurel Canyon, Joshua Tree hoe-downs. Sultry, whispered new New Beat where the "merchandise" on offer is dependent on your vice. West Coast surf and sun-blinded Highlife, Spanish Flamenco sueno latinos and lysergic chuggers forged by japanese fusionists. Classy re-works of bandana wearing White Isle classics karate chop through strobes and smoke. Hippy harmonies frug with MACH's "On And On". "Hoomba Hoomba" goes Ital in a chant to bring down Babylon. Gentle african rhythms and birdsong serve to blow away the wicked.