Rasputin by M. Steven: A Euro House Gem That Still Bangs
Alright, let’s talk about Rasputin by M. Steven. This 1997 album is a wild ride through Electronic and Dance beats, with a heavy dose of Euro House and Italodance vibes. It’s the kind of record that makes you wanna throw on some neon leg warmers (even if it’s 2023) and just move. The album came out in China and Italy—two places you wouldn’t immediately connect, but hey, music doesn’t care about geography. Labels like 北京麦爱文化传播有限公司 (Beijing Mai Culture Communication Co.) and F.S. Production were behind it, which gives it that international flair.
Now, I gotta say, this isn’t one of those albums where every track feels like filler. Nope, there are standout moments that stick with you. Let me break it down.
First up, Rasputin’s Groove. Man, this track slaps. It’s got this hypnotic beat that grabs you right away, like “Hey, stop whatever you’re doing and listen.” F. Turati’s arrangement is tight, blending pulsating synths with a driving bassline that just doesn’t quit. You can tell M. Steven knew how to craft something that wasn’t just catchy—it was addictive. Every time I hear it, I picture myself at some underground club in Milan or Beijing, surrounded by people who are fully living for the beat. Honestly, it’s impossible not to bob your head to this one.
Then there’s Rasputin (Vodka Mix). Okay, first off, the name alone makes me chuckle—it’s bold, right? But don’t let the playful title fool you; this remix hits hard. It takes the original vibe and cranks it up a notch, adding layers of intensity that feel like they’re pouring straight into your soul. There’s something about the way the rhythm builds and drops—it’s almost cinematic. It’s the kind of track that could soundtrack a chaotic night out or even a montage of someone dramatically walking away from an explosion in slow motion. Yeah, it’s that epic.
What’s cool about this album is how it brings together different styles without losing its identity. The production quality holds up surprisingly well for something released in the '90s. You can tell everyone involved—from M. Steven producing to F. Turati arranging—was passionate about making something memorable.
Reflecting on Rasputin, it’s kinda funny how certain songs transcend their era. Like, here we are decades later, still vibing to tracks inspired by Russian mystics and vodka-soaked nights. Maybe that’s the magic of dance music—it connects us across time and space. Or maybe I’m just overthinking it because I’ve been listening to Rasputin’s Groove on repeat while writing this. Either way, give this album a spin if you dig Euro House vibes. And hey, pour yourself a shot while you’re at it. Cheers to Rasputin!
