Steve Baltes

German first press 1995. Record plays with a crackle.
Deep German trance from the mid-90s, the kind of record that doesn’t shout, it just locks you in and refuses to let go. Pulsing, hypnotic, perfectly linear - like being strapped to a conveyor belt in space. You know it’s serious because they added the extra “x” in the title. One for the heads who want their night to dissolve into a blur of smoke, strobes, and unanswered texts. FFO: Microwave Prince when he’s feeling friendlier, Harthouse’s less obvious moments, Tresor regulars who won’t leave the floor, and anyone who hears the word “progressive” and nods approvingly.