Jennifer Touch – Feeling C

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Jennifer Touch a name that most likely will ring various bells in the ears of those who have been monitoring the recent proceedings within the Riotvan camp. Just remember her vocal refinement of the New World EP and her (still newsworthy) contribution to the ‘Familiar Faces No.1’ label compilation. After a collaborative EP with Keinemusiks own Adam Port, released on Pets Recordings, her time has come for an ultimate declaration of independence. You may consider ‘Feeling C’ a mini-album, if you will. A five tracker rounded out with a digital only bonus called ‘It To Come’. A body of work coming at you like long lost gems dropping off a pile of dust covered tapes recorded in the 80ies. Touch is far from copycatting, though. We are all aware of an ongoing cultural nostalgia, an ubiquitous vintage mush thats produced by every second kid in possession of some synth plugins and a worn out copy of ‘Speak and Spell’ courtesy of its older sister. You wont have to spoon it out in this very case. Jennifer Touchs comprehension of the 80s is way more empathic, not interested in mere sound-mimicry but all the more devoted to the faithful studies of this receding sound era. That’s already blatantly obvious within the opener ‘Feeling C’. Flitting synths combined with raw EBM bounce and Touchs signature vocal performance haunting itself in the echoes of a ripped open delay. The following ‘Sell’ dips in depths of bass before it hurdles the low pass filter and evokes hints of past guilty pleasures in its prominent hook. Let’s say: early Human League meets Valerie Dore. Then, in ‘Elec’, theres this sweet Q Lazarus vibe going on, panning out in a wide, almost instrumental enactment. A track to which (in order to stick to the reference) Buffalo Bill would gladly clamp his doodle between the legs and dance in front of a mirror. ‘Wordless’ is more of an interplay between spoken word insertions and flashing melodies, shaped to be the coldest of those floor hitters. Finally, the determining ‘No One’ is aiming for expansion with layers of vocal- and synth-tracks that add up to an almost ecstatic, dreamlike erosion of anything contemporary.