Bawrut – Ciquita (R$N Edit) / 1-2-3-4

Label: Ransom Note Records
Release Date: Out Now

Where would one start when trying to explain the Ransom Note?

Now forgive us if that sounds like the start of a since abandoned Agatha Christie novel on a day she wasn’t feeling particularly inspired, but that’s the question we’ve been asking ourselves here at Data Transmission. “The Acid House-obsessed, cross-eyed, distant cousin of Private Eye” is how they describe themselves but we’d feel to leave it at that would do them a disservice. Put simply, they’re one of our favourite websites on the internet (after zoomquilt.org, haneke.net and procatinator.com naturally) which, much in the same vein as sadly departed and much missed publications Jockey Slut, Faith and The Face, aims to cast a “sardonic eye” over cutting edge music, art and culture.

So by now you’ve probably got a least part of the picture you may understand our excitement at news that the Ransom Note – or R$N to its friends – have taken the next logical step and started a record label; kicking off with a two track vinyl release from hotly tipped, Madrid based, Italian born acid upstart Bawrut to ensure their burgeoning imprint begins life with a bang.

Opening proceedings with a particularly boisterous edit of his resounding carnival infused number Chiquita, the Roland gets a solid workout, but it remains playful as if to serve as a reminder as to why Acid was so fun in the first place. Sure to get those synapses firing, it’s already received peak time support from the likes of notorious party starters Jackmaster, Optimo and Axel Boman and having tested it out on a East London basement ourselves, we’ve seen just what a devastating weapon it can be.

The record’s b-side, 1-2-3-4 then picks up the good time baton; offering up the best part of nine minutes of acid laced hysteria sure to raise energy levels on even the most flagging of dancefloors. 1-2-3-4 invites listeners on to an analogue powered carousel of zany, early hour delight; the lead synth and camp German vocal line aimed squarely at hitting your happy buttons.

So if you’re looking for two capsules of concentrated dancefloor japes, then look no further, The Ransom Note have got just what you need.