I would never claim to know much about jit, ghettotech, or hell even techno, but hey, I’ve never been to Detroit. Not to say I’ve ever set foot in the Netherlands, Belize, Colombia, or Jamaica ether, so maybe you can just disregard anything I’ve said here. Or you can take into effect that the Motor City and the Windy City just kind of hate each other. Mention the word techno to many homegrown Chicagoans (who aren’t DJs) and you will get a nasty looking face in return. Mention footwork to a Detroiter and they will claim they invented it. Just look at the comment section for my Resident Advisor piece. It’s obvious who I side with, but records from Detroit pop up all the time that peak my interests.
The title track from this old Soul Tech record is definitely an interesting look back at 1995, but the 75 South instrumental on the B-side is what sold me. I almost expected some rave breaks to pop up over the hypnotic flute synths, but aside from the drums that drop halfway in, it’s pretty damn minimal.