David Mayer is back with a bang. You might remember his last productions as downright atmospheric and in touch with one or another nerdy fixation on detail, well, those new cuts point to the place where elation is boiled up, more than anything he did before. The A1, named Moment is still keeping it a bit low key. If youd actually translate this piece of music into a moment, itd look like the one Ridley Scott presented us in American Gangster. With Frank Lucas being placed in some wooden hut in the outback of the Golden Triangle, dealing the deal of his life, sharply calculating within a mind clouding climate. With fantasy, youll hear the jungles deepness and the vibrant heat beside the kickdrum. It is a percussive, hypnotic floor-monument, surely obsessed with detail, but above all keeping the balance between deep- and straightness.But still, it is also a build-up for those things happening on B1. Safe to say, Word Is Bond is Mayers least compromising peaktime arrangement to date. Youll find a hard punching kickdrum, some sound-turned chrome-finish, type techno classic, two compelling breaks and some full on melodic catchiness via keyboard-hook. It is the enhancement of everything you used to praise when hearing his work. And when the vocalsample claims a delivery of the real shit, the constitution of this pumping monster wont fail to honour this pledge at any moment.
