“L.O.I.S.” comes screaming out of the gate at a tempo that dares you to keep up, all revving synth stabs and a kick that could pace a marathon. This is trance in its rowdiest, least tasteful mode, closer to the sweaty back corner of a festival tent than any candlelit Anjuna moment, and it’s better for that. The 909 Racing Team name is honest branding: the whole thing feels like a lap counter ticking down, tension winding tighter and tighter until the breakdown finally lets go around the two-minute mark. When it does, it’s pure serotonin, a supersaw lead so bright it borders on cheesy, saved entirely by how hard the drums are hammering behind it. I don’t reach for uplifting trance often but the sheer commitment on display here wore me down fast. There’s no irony in it, no wink, just full-throttle Eurotrance played completely straight. Ridiculous in exactly the way I needed on a slow Tuesday afternoon. Foot down, brain off.
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909 RACING TEAM x DJ Melvin - L.O.I.S.
1 minute on this. That's longer than the bridge of any Coldplay song deserves.
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