September 6, 2007

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Sander Kleinenberg, This is Sander Kleinenberg
Ultra Records, Sept. 11
Much like pest control workers, DJs have to adjust their methods to every room they work. One of the countless world-traveling deck-superheroes from the Benelux countries, Kleinenberg isn’t foolish enough to believe in such a thing as a one-mix-fits-all, but it’s hard to tell that from this two-CD set. By and large, fans are into his earlier releases for their funk, of which there’s plenty at the outset of the “Left” half of this collection, but the tracks are all over the joint, sometimes getting bogged down in arrhythmic ambient bloviations that stay a little past their welcome. Apart from that self-serving tripe (and the funk, which isn’t me at all, and that’s mainly why I’m being a bitch) (um, and the sleepy-time intros – when are these workaholic big-shots going to figure out that 99 percent of their audience is made up of people in cars or at house parties and we don’t really need any warming up?) it’s a Grand Slam Breakfast of acid and deep house, heavy on the Roland chintz on the first disc. One nice effect on the “Right” disc appears during the segue between Gutterstylz/Rolasoul’s “Lost” and Quivver’s “Dancing in Dark Rooms,” when the many competing layers seem to take a collective breath in unison before pressing relentlessly onward. C+Eric W. Saeger.