Review by bert
Album Review: Texture Junkie by Chris Bohn
Chris Bohn’s Texture Junkie is a captivating dive into the world of electronic music, specifically within the realms of Tech House and House. Released under the Not On Label banner in the US, this album feels like an unfiltered exploration of rhythm and groove, stitched together with raw energy. While it doesn’t try to reinvent the wheel, it does what it sets out to do—deliver a solid, dancefloor-ready experience.
One standout track (though unnamed—"Untitled," naturally) grabs your attention immediately. It opens with a pulsating bassline that feels like stepping into a dimly lit club at 2 AM. The layers build subtly, introducing crisp hi-hats and a hypnotic synth loop that keeps you locked in. What makes this track memorable isn’t just its technical precision but how effortlessly it pulls you into its world. You don’t just hear it; you feel it. It's one of those tunes where you lose track of time, only realizing later you've listened to it on repeat.
Another gem worth mentioning is buried midway through the album—a cut that showcases Bohn’s knack for blending minimalism with complexity. The percussion here feels almost tactile, each beat hitting with purpose, while atmospheric pads swirl around like smoke in a crowded room. There’s something delightfully imperfect about it, as if Bohn left room for happy accidents. That looseness gives the track character, setting it apart from overly polished productions.
Bohn’s role as both creator and DJ mixer shines throughout Texture Junkie. He seems less concerned with flashy drops or gimmicks and more focused on crafting a cohesive vibe. This approach might not appeal to everyone—it’s not exactly radio-friendly—but for fans of underground electronic sounds, it hits the spot.
In hindsight, Texture Junkie feels less like an album and more like a late-night conversation with an old friend. Sure, it has its flaws, but they’re part of its charm. And honestly? If I had to pick one thing that sticks with me after listening, it’s not any single melody or drop—it’s the mood. That lingering sense of being somewhere between reality and dreams. Oddly enough, it reminds me of why I fell in love with electronic music in the first place: it’s not always about perfection; sometimes, it’s about texture.
