Followers of the German techno icon will know that he is fond of grand statements. And this time he’s spot on: Teufelswerk – German for “Devil’s Work” – is Hell’s masterpiece. Across 16 exquisite tracks divided into two themes, “Night” and “Day”, Hell weaves an intoxicating spell. The nocturnal side offers a contemporary interpretation of Chicago house and Detroit techno. It’s sunnier sister disc finds Hell embracing the rich cosmic groove of his roots. A lush, narcotic odyssey, the album sounds unlike anything he’s produced in the past. But at the same time, Hell has drawn on his wealth of experience and put everything he knows into Teufelswerk.
“The album is very personal,” he says. “All my knowledge is there. I went back really far to the early-’70s. I don’t think I can make a more record.”
Coming from Hell, whose life mirrors his art, that’s saying something. A cultural chameleon with an encyclopedic musical knowledge and a reckless sense of style, Hell has carved a reputation as the Warhol – or should that be War-hell? – of our generation.
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