Written and produced by Daniel Gardner Cadenza Records. Additional production and remix by Reboot Published by Cadenza Publishing / (p) & (c) Cadenza Records 2009. Mastered by Rashad @ Dubplates&Mastering, Berlin. Distributed worldwide by www.wordandsound.net
If you thought you could put your finger on the “Cadenza sound,” think again. The label that’s brought you “Orange Mistake", Achso and “La Mezcla” switches it up once again with new signing Frivolous, a familiar face to anyone following house music’s irrepressible creative fringe over the past eight years also know for his excellent live acts. “C: My Consciousness” is the anthem you never knew you were waiting for, sounding nothing like you expected but everything you needed. It is, in other words, just what the doctor ordered. Frivolous (Canada’s Daniel Gardner, today based in Berlin) has always displayed a unique gift for infusing jacking rhythms with a cocktail of big-band jazz, hypermodern jazz and plain old good humor. His records (for ~scape, Karloff and others) sound a little like you’d expect Raymond Scott’s might, if he’d been around for house and techno. ” C: My Consciousness” is no different: it’s alive with bells and cheeky string vamps, New Years noisemakers and high-stepping bass lines. But for all its Technicolor glow, it never lapses into cartoonishness. Known for wielding a telephone receiver in lieu of a microphone in his live shows, Frivolous here treats us to a succinct sung/spoken refrain that goes right to the heart of that crazy thing we call love, and that’ll be sure to stick in your head for days. All together, it’s the perfect balance between light-heartedness and sober reflection. Reboot’s remix digs into the percussive essence of the track, highlighting the congas and adding shimmying ride cymbals, streamlining the groove and stretching it out for nine delicious minutes. He stays true to the spirit of the original, though, sinking you deep inside the rhythm before the vocal hook finally emerges. Paired with bluesy Rhodes chords, it puts an unusually contemplative spin on a track that’s otherwise all about the forward motion.