Long Island Electrical Systems (
L.I.E.S ) have been causing a storm of late. The NY label headed by
Ron Morelli are on a winning streak that looks in no danger of
ending. Perhaps responsible in part for the current vogue for raw as
fuck ( ghetto) house music, L.I.E.S are as interested in freaking
people out, as with making posteriors shake.
The label features a host of previously
unknown talents and a clear, if eclectic, style that is as much in
debted to punk as it is to dance culture. It's this uncompromising
stance which seems to be the only thing knitting such a diverse array
of artists together; from the art school experiments of Bookworms or
Torn Hawk to the unrelenting techno of Vapauteen or Delroy Edwards. You
are as likely to hear modular synth workouts as brutally functional,
murky floor music.
Despite the label's deep talent pool,
the most important asset in L.I.E.S's arsenal is arguably Ron
Morelli's phone book. The guy's obviously got tentacles far into
various NY cultural pies, and to unite all these rough diamonds into
a coherent whole is surely no mean feat.
Morelli recently claimed that, at the
moment, he is selling everything he produces. The first pressings fly
out the door as anyone trying to buy For Club Use Only first
time round would surely testify. The desire for L.I.E.S vinyl
reflects sales of the black stuff as a whole for 2012 which were up
16 percent. This also illustrates an appreciation among the public
for genuinely underground 'outsider' dance music. No 'click in the
box' exactitude here, just raw uncompromising noise.
L.I.E.S have made themselves the
underground success story of the last few years. It's hard to believe
that such raw and uncompromising music has found wide appeal. To
listen to the jams of Delroy Edwards, one of the label's early stars,
is to be almost assaulted with the sound of overdriven hardware, and
raw ghetto energy.
In addition to this, L.I.E.S specialise
in subtlety, too. Their releases often feature a strong sense of
narrative and emotion, seen notably with Florian Kupfer's outstanding
Lifetrax EP, or in the Tarifa
EP, Torn Hawk's serrated
masterpiece. Legowelt, one of the only 'big' names to release on the
imprint, is another artist renowned for telling a story through
sound. And it was perhaps his patronage that brought the label to
wider audience initially.
The UK
seems to have embraced LIES's output eagerly, and their ruggedly luminous aesthetic seems to have entered the
zietgeist,
with imprints such as White Materials, and Dixon's Avenue's Basement
Jams, cropping up on a similar 'limited edition, hand stamped vinyl'
tip. But whilst it's easy to dismiss this crop as 'scene kid stuff',
these labels truly do live up to the hype: behind all the tape
hiss and analogue adventures, lies (no pun intended), real
substance.
In the
endless stream of ephemera which constitutes much modern music, it is
refreshing to see a label which pays no heed to convention and
manages to churn out quality releases at a relentless pace.
Perhaps
L.I.E.S will really make New York the capital of the dance scene once
again, with Morelli and his all star phonebook commanding the same hushed tones as Rephlex or Holland's Bunker (Morelli cites
the latter as a key influence).
I
recently read of one L.I.E.S showcase in London where the writer had
no clue as to what was played throughout the whole Svengalisghost
set, yet the crowd were still absolutely captivated. And it's this
sense of mystery (all the harder to maintain in the digital age),
which makes L.I.E.S one of the most intruiging labels of recent
times.