Gene Hunt – Pandemonium (LA Club Resource)

Having become something of a totemic figure with L.I.E.S where he released a trinity of records that sounded brilliantly like Frankie Bones mainlining Relief Records, most people with an interest knew Delroy Edwards’ own label would be liable to turn a few heads. Few, I suspect, probably expected it to turn so many heads in both directions. Following on from his own release a year ago, the output of LA Club Resources has grown fiercer with each new arrival – not gradually, but in leaps and bounds. The recent DJ Punisher (Edwards in another guise) record was something of a smack around the face, in sonic terms. Undeniably a hell of a lot of fun, but not so much industrial Techno as scorched earth Electronica. Aside from anything else, it is a good indicator of where Edwards head seems to be just now, especially following his harsh experimental outing with the Teenage Tapes on Death Of Rave.

Bringing Chicago House and Acid veteran Gene Hunt into the fold was an unexpected move, but one that makes perfect sense. Hunt’s own take on Acid – a grimy snarl, heavy on the funk, is a direct aural mentor to a host of contemporary talent, including the likes of Greg Beato and Edwards himself. While I can’t remember a Gene Hunt record offhand that goes for the nuclear option quite as much as the Punisher release, there is the definite vibe of kindred spirits finding each other.

Pandemonium brings funk to the fury, something that is a much-needed counter to the current crop of artists pushing ever deeper into pure noise. Hunt has never been a stranger to the art of penning outright Technoid monsters, but it is an art that has always been informed by the push and pull of the groove and rhythms of the music. The two tracks here, a pair of stripped down acid jackers, are no exception to that.

Pandemonium is as pure as slice of Chicago mayhem as you could hope to find: the snares battering out a path for the dirty, nasty acid drenched riff to follow as the high hats sting like metal insects. It’s an enormous strident beast that would probably have been just at home of Djax Upbeats back in the day. It swaggers along breaking hearts and bones in just about equal measures, a perfect antidote to the rise of bland join-the-dots ‘jacking house’.

Jackzone is just as raw and biting but even more lo-fi and dirty, like it’s been recovered from tapes stored in gravel for a decade. The differences come in attitude: It rolls where Pandemonium stomps, and struts where Pandemonium bucks. Hunt takes very direct control, gleefully screwing with levels and even the patrol of the kicks, giving the vision of a DJ messing with enraptured dancers. It’s thrillingly, terrifyingly fluid, the glare of magma lighting up the night as it pours onto the dance floor.

Try as many producers these days might pretend, you just can’t fake authentic mayhem from an artist who knows his game. This is proper explosive House music from a bona-fide Chicago hero; slamming, jacking beats and more than a little showmanship. I can’t help but hope LACR gets on the phone to arrange a second dose. A pair of real movers, moving.

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