Album Review: Trax To Move Ya by Steve "Spinnin" Santoyo
Alright, let’s talk about Trax To Move Ya. This 1997 Hard House banger from the US is one of those albums that just grabs you by the shoulders and shakes you into submission. Released under Jasper Stone Trax, it’s got this raw energy that screams late-night warehouse vibes. If you’re into Electronic music with a punch, this one’s for ya.
First up, “Crank Up Da Box.” Man, this track hits like a freight train. It’s got this relentless beat that makes your chest rattle, and honestly? That bassline sticks to your brain like gum on a hot sidewalk. You can’t help but move when this comes on. I remember hearing it at some random party years ago, and even though I didn’t know what it was called back then, the sound stuck with me. It’s the kind of song that turns wallflowers into dancers in seconds flat. No joke.
Then there’s “Wave Yo Hands.” Oh man, this one feels like an anthem for letting loose. The vocal sample repeats in this way that’s almost hypnotic, and before you know it, yeah, you’re waving your hands like a goofball. What I love most is how simple yet effective it is—no frills, no overthinking, just pure Hard House goodness. Every time I hear it, I’m transported back to sweaty clubs where everyone’s losing their minds together. Feels good, doesn’t it?
The other tracks, like “Cum On Yall!” and “My Only One,” round out the album nicely, but they don’t quite leave the same lasting impression as the first two. Still solid though—Steve "Spinnin" Santoyo clearly knew how to craft beats that slap.
Looking back, Trax To Move Ya might not be perfect, but damn if it ain’t fun. It’s the kind of album that reminds you why Hard House was such a big deal in the ‘90s. Honestly, listening to it now feels kinda nostalgic, like finding an old mixtape in the bottom of a drawer. But here’s the kicker—it still bangs. Like, really bangs. How many albums from ‘97 can say that? Not many, my friend. Not many.
