The Return of Caro


"Caro is back. Back from where, we don't know. When he left, all he said was ' I'm packin' my bags for the misty mountains.' Five months later he showed up with no bags, a beautiful horse and a new full-length. The Return of Caro is an entirely listenable album which provides a bounty of dancefloor-friendly tracks. Caro accomplishes this balancing act by swimming between genres from Detroit-influenced house to jacking techno, with the signature style that led De:bug, German bible of all things electronic, to call him 'surely one of the most self-willed house producers.' The tracks 'Can't Tell Why' and 'My Little Pony' are the one-two punch of this album-each has a memorable vocal and raw, movement-friendly beats that harken back to the days of trax and dance mania. These jacking tracks propose an alternate universe where it's a cold world and baby wants to ride stormed the pop charts. 'Can't Tell Why' is the sincere, emotional one of the two, telling a brief story about love and loss that we can all relate to. 'My Little Pony' is a tasty, guilty pleasure: unforgettable dry dancefloor humor. Then there are 'Ah, ah, ah' and 'Heavy Wheel': two widescreen, cinematic house tracks. 'Ah, ah, ah' is the perfect opener for the album, full of optimistic sci-fi sounds, good for a sunny day. 'Heavy Wheel' is a melancholy, jazzy, slow builder. Woven between these house and techno tracks are some less genre-bound numbers. 'Sea of Hands' is a glitched-out love song with intricate Latin beats and an oceanic guitar melody. 'We Can Build It' is melancholy techno of ambitious scope which folds in heartfelt references to influences from Drexciya to the Black Dog. Ovnito is a rare recording from 1962 of Perez Prado's orchestra jamming with a small guest who came one day from another world, bearing arp synthesizers and some delicious ham-and-cheese sandwiches. Finally, my little castle finishes up this album with hypnotic, acidic and thoroughly modern techno. Sweeping and sultry, the minimal foundation supports an atonal song from some mysterious cabaret. The acid is kept at a slow simmer as hypnotic melodies weave in and out. A track with plenty of room for the head and feet to wander, a fitting end for an album of breathtaking scope."