Plinky wibbly smatterings of gurgling synths, punchy kick drums and lively wonky beats. Microscopic cuts strangled by organically evolving textures, smearing and swooping drunkenly into your unsuspecting ear drums. An intriguing, unpredictable aural-collage, abstract but approvable, peculiar but lovable, presents itself in a dignified and polite manner. It’s the fragments of ticklish melodies interrupted by bizarre snippets of samples from the real world which fulfil a potential in using field recordings which few manage to exploit fully. The interlinking elements drift in and out of a continually changeable continuity; what was once a melodic synth is now a blistering high-pitched squeal, what was once a single tap of a metallic spoon is now an army of 10,000 nano-spoons hitting each other in a chaotic frenzy.
It is evident that Deef has taken a long time to complete this lengthy and involved work. When you think back to all the tunes you know which have one main hook which loops around and around, with a few accompanying parts sailing in and out, with a little variation in neighbouring sections. This is a million miles away from those tunes. Fair enough, some tracks (such as ‘Am Strand’) take one singular musical motif and play with it for it’s entirety, but when recovering from the fidgety, unsettled nature of most other compositions included in this album, this is easily welcomed as an enjoyable contrast. It takes a tremendous amount of time and energy to make music which is this involved and diverging, as well as taking an extremely positive and diligent attitude to avoid hitting the dreaded ‘loop’ button.
Now, although I really like this release, it is by no means perfect (we are label buddies, so I’ve got to eradicate any bias!). Its disjointed nature makes it a fairly challenging listen. Also, some synth sounds can be quite bland. The opening passage of ‘Die fruechte sind teuer. Das leben ist hart’ is clunky, dry, and lifeless. Luckily the magnificent explosion into the ‘real’ introduction at 0:27 ended my woe and triggered curiosity, but with most other sounds possessing a delightful organic demeanor, I feel some work could be done on softening up the garish synth sounds which hinder some otherwise-beautiful atmospheres. However, perhaps this would make the whole album too passive? Opinions in the comments below!
The title track ‘Exotisch ist nicht gleich witzig’ is twitchy and fuelled with tension, and the loose yet abrasive glitch of ‘Ehrlicher pathos ‘ had my toes wiggling. If you are tired and in need of soothing relaxation, you will probably be scared off by the bizarre individualism of this album. If, however, you can allow Deef to penetrate your brain, manically whisk it up, and bake it at Gas Mark 10, you will love every minute.