The bouncy bleeps and chain saws of techno that I enjoy today through the Growing of C.E. Meier seems to be a natural consequence of my computer and dance floor worship. It’s an amazing opening selection of a four track cassette, and each track’s name comes from the fictive novel Growing Flowers By Candlelight In Hotel Rooms. If you get your hands on the release here there is also a flower seed to go with as C.E. Meier enjoys gardening as much as bad-ass leftfield techno.
Electronic music and gardening is almost the same thing to me.
Just like I imagine living in a cave and migrating to a new planet is pretty much the same.
As the track progresses, you can feel the rhythm through your bones with all the electronic springs and tingles up your spine. It is a steel like techno beat that flutters though somehow gracefully through time. A maneuver well invented for the head-nodding fans of pain growing melodic touches of the beat. There are times where I tell my friends techno has much more feelings than rawness to it, and this is one of them. I hope they can feel me.
Give it a spin some more:
