François X Irregular Passion Reshaped Demented XXX Records | The Electro Review

François X
Irregular Passion Reshaped
Demented XXX Records
TBR: 11th December


Following the huge reception of October 2017's Irregular Passion, which was featured in the Electro Review during August of that year, François X now unveils a complete reworking of that keystone album. With reshapes from a spectrum of colleagues, friends, and inspirations, the Irregular Passion masterpiece is redelivered under a brand new light. Not just a remix alum, particular effort has been made to produce something of unique and worthwhile value. 


It begins with Blurry Youth, reshaped by Elise. Spattery droplets of rhythm speckle across an angular sheet of blank paper. A percussive melody projects a simple notation across the twinkling and light-touch beats. As if water is dripping from a ceiling, along the walls, lamps illuminate streaming corridors of liquid movement. Synth tones build and wash, side to side in abstract wisps of sonic intention. New rhythm builds, extra drums give a new and wholesome edge to the progressive piece.


Breathing elements and forest animals seem to emerge from the undergrowth left behind. Springy tones bounce and coil with impending closeness while new sounds gradually build behind. Wooden tapping drum-beats rain down in regular bursts of capacity. Containers with physical release apparatus ensure the chaotic world of the outside is measured in rhythm and intensity. Extra curling sounds and buzzing synthesiser add freckles and tone to the building picture. Slave No Slave, remixed by Bambounou is a hypnotic and wandering exploration.


Prequel Tapes make an entrance to reshape Falling For Her. Epic synths like battle trumpets soar out across tribal like drums which echo across valleys and towers. As we scan the horizon, we see an army of electronic music fans bashing the air with their fists and glow-sticks. A lot of them are wearing T-shirts from Design By Humans because they support this resource when you use the special link. Thumping bass resonates across a darkly scene, rampant energies build and froth in specified cells which just ache to be unleashed. These things often take time, though. The progression makes us wait, the build-up throws everything its got at us before the music is given free run to culminate in class.


Blurry Youth is back with a muddy distortion to carry forward the initial beats. Hip-hop style breaks rip up the rules while sporadic vocal samples spurn at interval moments. Deep rotating bass throbs against a hard floor while digital beats and tones dance in futuristic sensibilities. Degraded bass and lo-fi injections of sound give the piece a dirty and underground feel. Bjarki make an abstract and bass-driven escape into heavy beats and punchy inflections.


An eerie whistling opens for the next number. Satellite sounds cast their magical tones across open epochs while a sudden rain-shower reminds us we're on Earth. It could be the static from an old vinyl record. New voice sounds whisper along the open road while a breathy bass synthesiser begins to churn with throaty melody. Drums with a 1-2 timing march into the unknown as dripping digital functions create melodics alongside. Pessimist reshapes Absolute Therapy, it builds and fades, then builds again with a new sense of direction.


Next is a frantic click-tap beat, full of static cymbals and strange sounding echoes. The rhythm climbs through progressive background noise before a bass begins to churn behind the curtain. Tubular whistles across deep, resonant pipes spill throaty sub-chords as a wave of mechanical and train-like beats race forward. Extra percussion finds a niche within the ruckus of rhythm, beats from every direction mingle as springy and abstract sounds waver in and out of main focus. Down Under featuring Opuswerk gets an Anthony Linell reshape, providing us with a surging beat that carries clouds of strange and exploratory sonic effects.


Shamefaced is given a Valentino Mora Cosmic Trance Rephase. It opens out with splattery beats, house like drums and abstract futuristic sonics that glide across and in between. Distorted tones warble in digital beam-outs while whistling astral tones colour the sky from one side to another. Melody and rhythm combine in a spinning orbit of polar forces. Seductive rhythms shine through thick clouds of swirling vibrancy as slow moving melodies span the horizon.


Next is a resonant and pounding bass. It throbs in metered thrusts as a vocal begins to speak in strange sounds. The bass crumbles together with dashes of synthesiser strangeness while a gargling voice continues to spread across the layering. Distant sounds of kinesis sweep across in windy phrases while gradually evolving sounds grow and multiply within their structures. This In Aeternam Vale Reshape of Absolute Therapy completely shifts the track into a dreamy spacewave wallow into jittery abstraction.


It's followed by a new reshape of the same track. This time we get the Redshape's Dusty Dub 24bits version of Absolute Therapy. Again, the track is warped into something unfamiliar. Marching tempo drums bring a steady dancing pace as minimal delivery focusses all on the rapid tempo. Running tones beneath the pouncing rhythm keeps an inflating energy within the piece as splashes of colour appear in various sonic forms.


A revolving beat is next, it spins on shakers and regulated wooden conks. A steady pace is etched into time as resounding elements crackle into existence beneath the drumming. Echoes and spaced-out injections of waveform scatter through the dusty darkness buzzing with technological static. Simple forward progression over a repeating hypnotic rhythm is made more exciting by the continual evolution of ambience that follow in gusty motions. Yotam Avni gives us a new interpretation of Dirty Chat. In fact, there are two in a row. The track after is yet another version crafted by the same hand from the same material.


Finishing the record, a short and snappy version of Absolute Therapy is offered up by In Aeternim Vale. Heavy bass-drums with chunky resonance pound through a dark and gloomy backdrop of deep throaty sounds. A vocal again penetrates the mysterious assemblage with distinct effects that make the words all but abstract phonics. An eerie melody begins to play beneath, rising from the depths like an alien lantern.


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