Back To My Roots EP by Brankelo: A Techno Journey Worth Remembering
If you’re into electronic music with a raw, pulsating edge, Back To My Roots EP by Brankelo is one of those hidden gems that deserves a spot in your playlist. Released in 2014 under Brazil’s Válvula Records, this techno-driven project brings a gritty authenticity to the table. It’s not perfect—sometimes it feels like it's trying too hard—but when it clicks, it really clicks.
The standout track for me has to be “1999.” There’s something hypnotic about the way Brankelo layers distorted synths over a relentless beat. It’s got this grungy vibe, almost like you’re listening to a broken machine that somehow works beautifully. The track builds slowly, teasing you with faint echoes before slamming you with its full force. You can’t help but move to it—it’s infectious without being overly polished. For anyone who loves tracks that feel alive rather than manufactured, “1999” hits the mark.
Another track worth mentioning is “True.” It’s more subdued compared to “1999,” but don’t let that fool you. This one sneaks up on you with its minimalistic approach. The bassline is deep enough to rattle your chest, while these eerie pads float around like ghosts haunting a rave. What makes “True” memorable is how stripped-down it feels; there’s no unnecessary clutter, just pure, driving energy. It reminds you that sometimes less really is more.
Brankelo seems to channel Brazil’s vibrant underground scene here, blending chaotic beats with moments of clarity. Sure, the production could use a bit more finesse in places, but that rough-around-the-edges quality gives the EP character. It doesn’t try to be something it’s not, and honestly? That’s kinda refreshing.
Reflecting on Back To My Roots, I’m struck by how timeless these tracks feel. Even years after its release, they still hold up against newer techno releases. And maybe that’s the point—roots aren’t meant to fade. They ground us, reminding us where we came from. Or maybe Brankelo just wanted to make people dance until their feet hurt. Either way, mission accomplished.
So go ahead, give it a spin. Just don’t blame me if “1999” gets stuck in your head for days.
