{"id":39784,"date":"2006-06-02T00:00:00","date_gmt":"2006-06-02T00:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/reviews\/the-focus\/"},"modified":"2006-06-02T00:00:00","modified_gmt":"2006-06-02T00:00:00","slug":"the-focus","status":"publish","type":"review","link":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/reviews\/the-focus\/","title":{"rendered":"The Focus"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><review><\/p>\n<p>Monotonous albums are a scourge on music. Repetition<br \/>\nof one single idea (however great) throughout a whole album doesn&#8217;t<br \/>\nreally make for an interesting listening. This especially holds<br \/>\ntrue for the genre of techno (and its various progenies), which is<br \/>\ndoomed to be cursed with monotony; techno records thrive on &#8220;the<br \/>\none song&#8221; from which the whole record is cloned.<\/p>\n<p>Such is the fate of <i>The Focus<\/i>, an album by<br \/>\nGerman industrial-techno act Absurd Minds, which is condemned to be<br \/>\nrepetitive and hence deploringly boring. But, strangely, its<br \/>\nmonotony is not quite the same as one would expect of an album of<br \/>\nthis nature.<\/p>\n<p>Absurd Minds, in the league of similar bands like Project Pitchfork<br \/>\nand VNV Nation, is a part of the generation of techno inspired by<br \/>\nthe manliness of industrial music, minus the guitars and the gore.<br \/>\n<i>The Focus<\/i>, built on the same foundation, is full of tough<br \/>\nbeats, menacing synths, and vocals that rasp. Add to this the<br \/>\ncoerced positivism of techno, and it yields tracks that are uptempo<br \/>\nbut still finding themselves in the cocoon of industrial gloom.<br \/>\nMoreover, give it the urgency and punch of punk rock, and the<br \/>\ntracks turn out racy, catchy, and succinct; The Focus is a punk<br \/>\nalbum for techno zealots.<\/p>\n<p>In what is such an elegantly-crafted dance record,<br \/>\nmonotony rears its ugly self as the album unfolds, with the tracks<br \/>\nsharing a similar tone, a similar beat, and a similar pulse; and<br \/>\nall the cuts find themselves heading in the same direction.<br \/>\nHowever, here&#8217;s where the genius of Absurd Minds shines, and takes<br \/>\nthe album to a zenith that is seen in techno records, only few and<br \/>\nfar between. While traditional club records tend to be for the<br \/>\nmusically-ignorant party-goer who doesn&#8217;t care what&#8217;s being played<br \/>\nas long as it serves the booty-shaking purpose, <i>The Focus<\/i> is<br \/>\nmeant for the more serious listener, and in general has been<br \/>\nmusically very well thought of.<\/p>\n<p>Although the tracks tend to head the same way, they<br \/>\nare built on dissimilar chemistries, and possess subtle textural<br \/>\nvariations that strongly characterize each of them. The album<br \/>\nkickoff &#8220;Essence&#8221; is a synth powerhouse with a charged-up 80s pop<br \/>\nchorus that&#8217;s as anthemic as it is instantly addictive. More racy<br \/>\nand club-like, &#8220;Captivated,&#8221; &#8220;Doors,&#8221; and &#8220;The Focus&#8221; have the feel<br \/>\nof the early electronica movement, whereas &#8220;A Stride Through Time,&#8221;<br \/>\n&#8220;Body,&#8221; and &#8220;Crucifixion&#8221; have a more melodic 90s Euro-techno<br \/>\nappeal. &#8220;Self-Imposed&#8221; and &#8220;My Search&#8221; sound like something out of<br \/>\nthe 80&#8217;s Sisters Of Mercy Goth-punk scene sans the guitars.<\/p>\n<p><i>The Focus<\/i> is nothing less than a brilliant<br \/>\ndance record and one of the best techno albums ever made. The fact<br \/>\nthat all of its tracks share a few common traits is only a bane of<br \/>\nthe genre. Every punk rock album ever released (even the greatest<br \/>\nones) is burdened with the same curse; blame it on the genre.<br \/>\nForgiving the monotony is only a minor price to pay for what the<br \/>\nrecord rewards with: a nice little package of explosive dance music<br \/>\nthat&#8217;s abundant in style and substance. This is techno like you&#8217;ve<br \/>\nnever heard before.<\/p>\n<p><\/review><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":40,"featured_media":28349,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"footnotes":""},"tags":[],"artist":[7735],"rating":[5646],"class_list":["post-39784","review","type-review","status-publish","has-post-thumbnail","artist-absurd-minds","rating-rating-a"],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/review\/39784","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/review"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/review"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/40"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=39784"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/review\/39784\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/28349"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=39784"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=39784"},{"taxonomy":"artist","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/artist?post=39784"},{"taxonomy":"rating","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/rating?post=39784"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}