This is exactly what techno should do to a room. Amelie Lens became one of the biggest names in techno by keeping things relentless and physical, and the energy is us is peak Lens: a driving four-to-the-floor pulse, a hypnotic vocal loop, and a build that keeps tightening until something has to give. Her whole appeal is that she doesn’t overthink it, she locks a groove and rides it, trusting repetition and pressure to do what a hundred fussy edits can’t. That sounds simple and it absolutely isn’t, because holding a room on almost nothing for six minutes is the hardest thing this music asks, and most reach for a melodic crutch long before she does. The vocal, chanting the title, works like a mantra, the sort of phrase that stops meaning anything and starts meaning everything around the fortieth loop at 4am. The kick is enormous and unfussy, the hats crisp, the whole thing engineered for a dark room and a serious rig rather than a phone speaker. There’s a breakdown where the drums fall away and the vocal loops naked in the reverb, tension winding up with nothing to release it, and when the kick punches back in it feels like the floor tilting under you. This is the kind of track that separates a set from an experience, the tool a DJ saves for the moment a room is ready to break. One of her best in a while, and I’d bury a warehouse under it.
Chrome Daydream
Chrome stars, jelly hearts and holographic colour. A nod to the glossy, optimistic graphics of the early web.