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Basically, it's the rave Ovuca craves and pretty stubborn his approach to the subject is too. Varied in style and perfunctory in execution, the Laplander's debut album is the product of one man's search for the spirit, though not necessarily the sound, of 1990 deep inside his hardware. But what Ovuca lacks in quality of production, he more than makes up for in abundance of ideas, some of which, like the awesome blast of 'Kissa', involve klaxon-harsh rave signatures and ill regard for conventional recording practices.
Clearly not one to take himself too seriously, Ovuca nevertheless brings a novel, e-number-crazed approach to the increasingly earnest discipline of electronica (see the supple disco duo of 'Vauva' and 'Hupinalle') and generally offers a startling reminder of why, in 1999, it's not where you're from that matters, but where you're taking us.
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