Playing tracks by
Act, A Trois Dans Les WC, Ruth, Gay Cat Park, Modern Art and more.
This show was 43rd in the global electro pop chart.
A mix of electro-pop and synth-wave misfits from 1978-1988. The only qualifier I used for this was each track had to bring something catchy to the party and fit the stripped-down minimal aesthetic. With a lot of these early bedroom/DIY tracks that are resurfacing through comps and reissues that's all you have to go on, really. They weren't maestros of melody so a chord progression here, a background rhythm there, or even a well-placed drum machine hit becomes its soul.
The title comes from the austere and almost claustrophobic nature of minimal. That's not to say it can't be fun or laugh at its own reflection, but for the most part it's manifesto and mantra birthed and barked from solitary, bare-boned vision. Those responsible for these urgent and sometimes manic tracks could be a button-down pedestrian or the next slasher in the park. These lesser-knowns live on, for the most part, as faceless, unidentified lone gunmen that exist only in innumerable shoe boxes full of cassettes.