The Grooveblaster is living proof that the end
justifies the means. Whether it's going head-to-
head on the ones and twos with collaborators,
riding the pause button on an old analog 4-track
justifies the means. Whether it's going head-to-
head on the ones and twos with collaborators,
riding the pause button on an old analog 4-track
to create a fly loop with the human factor, or
keying in the ill echo chamber chill, the
Grooveblaster makes 'tricknology' work.
keying in the ill echo chamber chill, the
Grooveblaster makes 'tricknology' work.
With the ears of a fan and the reflexes of a
musician (the Grooveblaster began his musical
career as a bassist), the Grooveblaster colors
way outside the lines set by the parochial, the
genre fixated and the weak-minded, but he
knows the rules so when he breaks 'em it's on.
His rhythms and melodies are rooted in
cosmopolitan pop and downtempo grooves,
so it's hard to tell where 'song' ends and
'version' begins, where message ends and music
begins, where agony ends and ecstasy kicks in