Mad Professor
"No Protection" CD (Gyroscope)
It's transcendent, the blurring beats and dubby bass, the seductive and sensual throbbing and pulsing blips and musical stutters, the soothing and calming cloud-like waves of synthesized sound washing these songs with a silk cloth and exotic body oils. I recently changed the lights in my room to 25-watt colored bulbs. Albums like this are the reason, they are the cure to what ails us. They are the antidote to overly stressful days and nights, offering nothing less than glorious, redemptive music dropped from on high by angels and sunbeams, starlight and distant constellations promising a brighter tomorrow.