“This album would literally literally literally not exist
were it not for the various pieces of music I have sampled during the
production of it. For real, I made maybe
4% of the music you hear on here. Keep
that in mind.”
“Computer with candles lit on the monitor.”
“Special miniphone mobile page style 4 you’re nokia device.”
--DJ Roswell
DJ Roswell is rustic techno.
DJ Roswell is willful suspension of disbelief – “none of this is
real.” Being rustic techno means you
sound like equipment. You sound like
production, you sound like computers, and you embrace that. I’m thinking: DJ music is technological. It shows off the capacity of equipment. It often idealizes some fleeting notion of
what is “state-of-the-art,” but when you showcase the sound of expensive
machines, it always sounds quaint after a while. Rustic techno knows about Radio Shack. Rustic techno knows about Jurassic Park. It believes in the obsolescence of today’s
technological future. In the same way
that the quest for maximum aggression in metal or rap can so easily sound like
its own parody, “Slush Country” is part nostalgia, part adult contemporary.
I don’t know. The
cassette is pretty good. It strikes me
as an earnest creative expression. This
broad land is a wilderness, and DJ Roswell is out there in it. West Virginia. Good packaging, good color scheme, pixelated
computer font. He makes recycled tapes
and has a lot of albums on bandcamp going back to the mid-90s. Hands up.
-- Kevin Oliver
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