SW.

SW gets down and freaky with the machines in a ruder techno style akin to early ‘90s Irdial and AFX, reclaiming the wilder, anti-commercial quintessence of the sound before it became a parody of itself.

Stefan Wust aka SW gets priorities straight with 15 tracks, 1 hour of hardware-wrought tekno that operates on a blend of rhythmic instinct and technical nous, not streaming numbers or commercial appeal. Antithesis to so, so much bullshit in circulation right now, ‘TekkNOthing I & II’ is one small step toward tilting the bias back to sensuality and irrationality on the ‘floor, as opposed to bozing gym bro’s jabbing flashing buttons or line-dancing cliches clad in Primark fetish wear.

We’re talking not sloshing the baby out with the bathwater, as SW follows his nose for slanted offbeats and curdled tones that jog the senses to prompt myriad reactions, instead of making everyone move as though marshalled by North Korean drill masters. Trax budge bodies in misshapen moves from lo-slung industrial electro on ‘ds8bachSACHx1’ thru what sounds like Plaid gone rogue in ‘DÜNEhowSE#1takeÄ’ with a fretting freakiness that carries the whole set.

The most potent parts, to our ears, are registered in the mentasm-streaked clod-hopper ‘viscousHEAT’, and what sounds like a melted Polygon Window in ‘kinu94ATAR!8’, thru to the plucky microtonal steppers tang of ‘daREALDEal’, the warehouse thrum of ‘lookLOOK’, and frisky braidancer ‘6oneSOUL’, especially if you’ve a thing for the likes of Humanoid, Sotofett, Legofeet, Aqua Regia.