Crennwick’s TT: A Sonic Time Capsule from 2008 That Still Hits
Alright, let’s talk about TT, the criminally underrated electronic album by Crennwick. Released in 2008 via Eklero Records (shoutout to Italy for keeping the beats weird), this record is like a patchwork quilt stitched together with threads of grime, electro, techno, and house. It’s not perfect, but damn if it doesn’t have character. And honestly? Sometimes character trumps polish.
The opening track, “We Will See,” grabs you right away. It's got this gritty bassline that feels like it crawled outta some neon-lit alleyway in Milan. The synths are sharp enough to cut glass, yet there’s this strange warmth underneath it all—like someone left a space heater running in an abandoned warehouse rave. What sticks with me most is how unpredictable it feels; just when you think you’ve got its rhythm figured out, it flips into something darker and heavier. I remember throwing this on during a late-night drive once, and suddenly every streetlight seemed to pulse along with the beat. Weird? Yeah. But also kinda magical.
Then there’s the title track, “TT.” This one’s more stripped-back compared to “We Will See,” almost minimalistic. It builds slowly, teasing you with these glitchy little blips before dropping into this hypnotic groove that refuses to let go. There’s a moment around the two-minute mark where everything drops out except for this echoing kick drum and a shimmering high-hat combo—it’s so simple, but man, does it work. Feels like standing alone at 4 AM in a club where everyone else has already left, but you don’t wanna leave because the DJ keeps playing bangers. You know what I mean?
What makes TT special isn’t just the sounds—it’s the vibe. Listening to it feels like stepping into a time machine set to "chaotic future." It’s messy, raw, and unapologetically itself. Like, yeah, maybe the production could’ve been tighter here and there, but who cares? It’s real.
Here’s the thing though: after listening to TT, I couldn’t help but wonder—what ever happened to Crennwick? Did they vanish into thin air like so many other artists from that era? Or did they retreat to make music only their cats would hear? Either way, TT remains—a relic of a time when genres blurred together without overthinking it. So crank it up, lose yourself in those beats, and thank whoever decided to press play on this slice of Italian electronica history.
Oh, and hey—if anyone finds Crennwick, tell ‘em we need another album pronto. Preferably with more tracks named after random letters.
