Taragana Pyjarama – Taragana Pyjarama review
Whilst boutique record labels are almost a natural extension of mp3 blogs these days, first wave French blog Fluokids were typically ahead of the curve when they launched Fool House back in 2008. Launching with the highly talented French producer and heavy metal enthusiast Mondkopf, subsequent releases have straddled the brash electro stylistics of New Yorkers 33hz (it was 2009 after all), impossibly bright synth pop from Catalonia courtesy of Delorean and stripped down techno rattles from Qoso.
A universal outlook pervades the Fool House A&R then, something that is demonstrated perfectly on their fifth release. The label has turned to Scandinavia to further advance the idiosyncratic sounds of Taragana Pyjarama, a young Danish producer who expertly blends house rhythms with organic hypnotic melodies. Whilst the name – inspired by a Roxy Music track – might be a mouthful, the music is a delight.
Those of you whose bookmarks are filled with mp3 blogs will recognise “Girls”, which first surfaced on the more discerning hypem huggers last summer, and newly remastered here sounds just as beautiful. Sitting somewhere between the techno brilliance of DJ Koze and the Border Community stable and the woozy narcosis of acts like Blondes, “Girls” retains a certain timeless quality, with warmth that always grabs you fully.
Ricardo Tobar of the aforementioned Border Community imprint remixes the track and stamps it with a glistening dancefloor sensibility whilst retaining the qualities that make the original so appealing. Elsewhere the young producer – previously known for Hivern Discs output as Eim Ick – includes two further original tracks which demonstrate “Girls” was no fluke, with the skipping rhythms that drive the Crydamoure-esque sounds of “Ocean” flushed with the kind of glistening melodic washes that make themselves quite comfortable in your cerebral cortex. This track is endowed with a remix from Merok duo Teengirl Fantasy who do a stunning job in transforming “Ocean” into three hundred and sixty six seconds of luscious headphone jam material.
Tony Poland
