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Label:Ed Banger
Cat-No:bec5161721
Release-Date:09.06.2014
Configuration:2x12" Excl
Barcode:5060281617217
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Label:Ed Banger
Cat-No:bec5161721
Release-Date:09.06.2014
Configuration:2x12" Excl
Barcode:5060281617217
EAN 5060281617217 Release date 09.06.2014 - Territory World Ex UK/F
2LP in deluxe gatefold sleeve with golden foil + CD includedt - Limited to 600

A side 01 The Tale / 02 Motorcycle Boy / 03 Number 1 FEAT CITIES AVIV, ACTION BRONSON & OH NO
B side 04 Venus In Furs / 05 Disco Dynamite / 06 Dazzle In The Dusk / 07 Domino part A / 08 Domino part B
C side 09 Midnight Blue FEAT SURAHN / 10 Sonic Crusader / 11 Bagheera FEAT LADY LESHURR / 12 Drill
D side 13 Parliament Of The Rooks / 14 Apocalypso / 15 The Wake

Who is Mr Flash? The best kept secret of the French Touch? The beat maker who ran with the TTC crew in the 90's? The passionate collector of rare and bizarre records? The producer that was called in to help Sebastien Tellier build his blue musical cult? The man behind a handful of 12" with saturated contours on Ed Banger Records (Motorcycle Boy, Disco Dynamite, Domino) combining rock, hip hop and electro? He's all of that, really.

Mr Flash's debut album is titled Sonic Crusader (in reference to an article in Dazed & Confused on the start of Ed Banger), which perfectly illustrates his musical philosophy. 15 tracks - among which the classics 'Domino' and 'Motorcycle Boy' - resulting in a genuine sonic odyssey condensing all of Mr Flash's obsessions: his passion for phat and melodic hip hop, his taste for cinematic and illustrative sequences, his influences of polished 70's and 80's productions like Prince, AC/DC, Herbie Hancock or Sun Ra, and electro notions nourished by new-wave and industrial music. The whole thing is enveloped in a cloak of musical grandiosity. A sonic crusade shaped like a rollercoaster of influences that Mr Flash orchestrates with subtlety, taking us in one fell swoop from the sweaty dumps of a club to the melancholy of California highways, sneaking us into the jungle and having us wake-up dressed as a modern crooner, before throwing us head first into the twinkling stars. In the end, it's the perfect soundtrack to a film that's never been shot.
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