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Kejeblos - The Family Mattress (Phantom Island)


I'm one of those hopeless cases that listens to pretty much every new release in the disco/deephouse section that pops up online. And much like in an actual record store - where it takes three seconds to establish a record you stuck on at the listening station isn't for you - most of them are not so good. Why do I still listen to every godforsaken record that comes out then? Because sometimes you stumble unto amazing music that way, making all those hours of listening to clips of shit house worth their while again. I also loathe most of the drivel the mrs likes to watch on tv, so it's a bit like eating and shitting at the same time to stick on the cans and have a wee browse every night.

So here I am one night, mindlessly clicking going through the 'just in' section of one of the larger online retailers of the black stuff, when a remix by Lexx caught my eye, whose stuff is always worth a listen. Cue whipping out my credit card three minutes later. Not because said remix is that exceptional, but because of the three original tracks supplied by Swiss producer Kejeblos, whose EP is the inaugural release on Phantom Island (which seems to have ties with Drumpoet but factcheckers of our Blue Team are still verifying that claim).

The A side is reserved for Please Please Please, a wonky piece of gently rolling deephouse thunder with a really weird male vocal by Momo Love and a dub of the same track by Lexx, who ditches most of the vocal and focuses on the groove instead, beefing up the bassline that was badass to begin with to great effect. Both versions are decent house fodder, but this here record is all about the B side, where two extraordinary slices of not-quite-balearic, not-quite-deephouse machine soul music are tucked away.

Evendub is a killer midtempo burner with a growling bassline and silly bottom end, balanced out by uplifting melody lines and sweet uplifting sounds. I keep expecting Joe Dukie (of Fat Freddy's Drop fame) to chime in over the delicious dubbiness that Kejeblos conjured up here, but even without the mighty tonsils of the kiwi king of stoner dub it's an absolute melter of a tune. Finally, there's Pyramids, which is my pick of the bunch: a gentle, dreamy, spaced out ride that wouldn't be out of place on a late 80s / early 90s movie soundtrack yet packs enough punch to keep you on the edge of your seat and enough soothing melodies to suck you in for good. If you like Suzanne Kraft's productions this should be right up your alley. (Couldn't find a video of Pyramids so Evendub will have to do for now)



A truly amazing first release with timeless music, very happy we managed to bag a copy of the record.
The first 200 copies came in a handprinted silkscreen sleeve and seem to be all gone now. Be on the lookout for the repress with generic sleeve that should be out soon, or pick one up for a ridiculous price on Discogs.





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  1. Aye - 'Pyramid' is the cut on this, missed out on this when it came out, now ummming and aaahing about what I can afford to pay for a copy on the second-hand market!

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