Album Review: Kebap by Guille Placencia & George Privatti
Alright, let’s talk about Kebap. Released in 2014 under La Pera Records, this little gem from Spain is a slice of tech house heaven that still feels fresh today. It’s not trying too hard to be anything other than what it is—two tracks of solid, head-nodding beats perfect for when you’re either zoning out or getting your groove on.
First up, the title track “Kebap.” Oh man, I can’t get enough of this one. From the moment those punchy kicks hit, it sets the vibe straight—minimal but dripping with energy. There’s something hypnotic about how the bassline just sits there, steady and unbothered, while these quirky little synth stabs pop in like they’re having their own private party. It’s simple, yeah, but sometimes simplicity hits hardest. And honestly? This track sticks with me because it doesn’t try to reinvent the wheel—it just makes the wheel sound damn good. Perfect for late-night drives or pretending you’re DJing in your bedroom (no judgment here).
Then there’s “Kebap (DJ PP Remix).” Now THIS version flips things around a bit. If the original is all chill confidence, this remix brings an edge—a sharper, more playful twist. The percussion gets busier, almost teasing you into moving faster. You know those moments at a club where everyone suddenly locks into the rhythm together? That’s what this remix does. It’s sneaky like that; before you realize it, you’re fully immersed. I remember hearing this once during some random after-hours set online, and it just clicked. Like, wow, THIS is why people lose sleep over electronic music.
What strikes me most about Kebap is its honesty. No frills, no overproduced nonsense—just two guys doing what they love and making it work beautifully. Tech house often walks a fine line between boring and brilliant, but Guille Placencia and George Privatti nail it here. They remind us that great music doesn’t always need to scream for attention—it can whisper instead and still leave a mark.
And hey, fun fact: writing this review made me crave actual kebabs. Like…is that weird? Maybe the album subconsciously planted that idea in my brain. Food for thought—or should I say, food for ears? Either way, if you haven’t given Kebap a spin yet, do yourself a favor. Your playlist—and maybe even your stomach—will thank you.
