Manuel Tur's sojourn in Ibiza would appear to have resulted in a set
which reflects not only his own techno credentials but also something
of the ambience of the island of sun, sweat, sin and Summer excess.
There is a warmth and exoticism in these ten inventions which belie their
mechanistic genesis. There is both a heart as well as a mind at work here.
Mr Tur has rhythm in his blood and bones. Take a track like 'Es Cub';
a shuffling Latin invention whose syncopated beats and rasping synth
decorations are a joy to wiggle along to (picture Mrs Wolf shimmying
seductively in her best blue sarong!). So too with the deliciously funky
minimalism of 'Basilea' and rich nocturnal rain forest dreamscape of the
turbulent concluding number 'Agrefena''. It's impossible not to dance.
Crisp, uncluttered and remarkably enjoyable.