Instant yet deep, easy but complex, the music is well crafted, state of the art and eclectic. -- Magasan Fran, 1995
Light-hearted musical cunning and dogged individuality on one blissful album.
-- Soul Seduction
Stunning record... This jazzy, soulful downtempo (call it Trip Hop if you must) is a real gem -- Richardlanfranc, Discogs, Feb 16, 2007
continues to pour out a more or less continuous stream of luxuriously lush ambient funk. -- Frank Tope, 101 Mixmag, 1995
About the Artist
Only a handful of people are really aware of the existence of Fila Brazilia. Only their friends know what they look like. But that's no excuse for ignoring this album. Don't miss out on their quirky confectionary of reprocessed audio-etchings any longer than you have to.
Going unrecognised has induced Fila to set their sights on becoming the terrorists of downtempo. Continually refusing to pander to mainstream diktat, the Brazilia boys have inoculated themselves against the music industry bullshit syndrome with some Do It Yourself vaccinations. They assault people's musical sensibilities with a full-scale musical bastardisation. Which is the most likely the reason why they've been condemned to the outer reaches of their genre.
Following on from their slinky New Codes, New Chaos album, Maim That Tune finds Fila still tainting their leftfield grooves with stylistic impurities. And now they're deepening the channels which irrigate their tempos with liquid mellotronics. Fila set the controls with an African mantra hovering on "A Zed & 2 L's". The wah-wah house sound of "At Home In Space", the Spaghetti Western' influenced "Harmonicas Are Shite" and the scratch 'n' hop knee-jerk of "Leggy" all pass without a slack-jawed vinyl skunker in earshot.
Consistently putting their synths on the chopping block, this faceless twosome are producing lip-smacking music. Fila Brazilia are both weird and wonderful.