MASKINDANS (INCL. EROL ALKAN RMX)

TRACKLISTING

A Todd Terje feat. Det Gylne Triangel - Maskindans
B Todd Terje feat. Det Gylne Triangel - Maskindans (Erol Al kan Rework)



INFO
Though he may still be tweakin g the space laser to perfect album 'numero twomero' (hey, it's a working title), Terje has still found the time to tease us with a sneak preview of what's to co me in the form of this body moving, brain grooving cover version of a Norse synt h spectacular from the dystopian dance floors of '82. Inspired by his Dansbar di versions, Todd took to the studio for a little multitrack mania, replaying every part of this doomy dancer with all the Olsen sparkle you could ever wish for. L uring Det Gylne Triangel back into the booth for the first time in 25 years (pos sibly in his trusty Delorean!), Terje topped off the pops with a newly recorded vocal from the original lyricist, closing the temporal loop and opening the door to dance floor nirvana.

With a minimal wave good-bye to the moodier moments of the original, Terje turns up the funk and gets lost in the groove on this deep discoid delight. After an unruly intro of malfunctioning sirens and sq uawking synths, 'Maskindans' morphs into a nasty new wave nodder, bursting with chorus bass, mutant guitar riffs and infectious 4/4. Ola ¥degårdÙs monotone voca ls stomp along with darkened eyes and backcombed hair, throwing angular shapes a nd computer feelings before the track romps off into interstellar overdrive. Pun ching the big red button marked dub, Terje picks up the echo and drops a Bobby O bassline, flirting wildly with acid house as revving synths light up the kosmis che sky.

Remix duties fall to Phantasy man Erol Alkan, who replaces t hose dub disco flourishes with the strobe-lit pulse of Giallo, stripping the tra ck back into a dark wired dancer which steals a beat on the imminent Electroclas h revival. An insistent bassline and mechanical beat power straight into the pea k time while the treated vocals take us all the way back to hearing Jeans Team i n skinny jeans on the darkened dance floor of Trash.

Slip into your t in foil hat and do the 'Maskindans', it's almost album time (not again!).