Here comes Adil Hiani, known to be one of the rulers over the Casablanca Cosmo(s), with a fresh and snappy impression from the countryside. And with a wink of the drunken eye…
The floor is soft and juicy, every step on it makes the body feel more flexible, ready to receive foreign rhythms. Adil Hiani’s original version of “Les Moutons Ivres” is an invitation to follow, but mind to keep pace: the track is a straight forward mover with an imperative to hold the flock together. The direction is straight up the hill to make the crowd sweat a little bit more than usual during their dance workout. There is no rest, except for drinking and chatting amusement while still in motion. And to enjoy small wonders of unexpected hallucinations. Like sheep with chimes around their necks that play a Christmas song. Actually, we all like moments like that which appear to be unreal, don’t we? Take a deep breath, and onward into the freshness of an after hour morning with an expanded view of the universe that smells like teen sheep spirit.
You will enjoy the party to continue forever when listening to the dizzyness of “Les Moutons Ivres” in a high-proof freestyle mode: marching music for a funky youth sets the floor on fire while everybody involved feels hilariously cute and funny. Together with Adil, San Proper, the Amsterdam-based master of a soaring flow, puts his magic hands on the track to make its soul grow to dope dimensions. One of the most reduced basslines imaginable encourages the additional players to deliver their finest freakout to go with the propulsive beat. Obviously drunk with the groove, the most ecstatic sheep on the dancefloor could only find fault with the fact that this “Beverly Plains Cosmo” version is much too short with a length of 7’13”.
But eventually there’s no worries, since Hiani’s and Proper’s “Drunk Disco Drop” version heats the atmosphere up to an even higher emotional degree. A tool like a time bomb, this remix keeps itself and the thirsty crowd’s desire simmering while announcing its outburst potential every now and then. In the midst of restrained energy and a hypnotic, looped-based tempting overture, the intoxication level rises just at the right moment to keep the collective rapture coming like the cork out of a champagne bottle (sexual connotation intended). Jolly hot!
Just like those kisses which are not anonymous at all as the title “Le Bisous Anonyme” purports to announce. In fact they are officially sent here by the charming queen of the groove, Sonja Moonear. And what a smart groove construction she concocts. Heavily stimulating ankles and hips in an extravagantly syncopated manner, the beat on her “Paris Texas” remix serves as a transporter medium where kisses surf on delays of wistful slide guitar melodies played by Reda Cherif. Which keeps the dancers comfortably dizzy in their heads and souls.