What does it mean to be timeless in age of shallow immediacy? In a world where instant virality is hailed as the supreme goal, the most radical act of subversion might be creating something built to bang in a soundsystem eternity. The latest from Sweatson Klank (FKA Take) achieves that rare posterity, inviting an all-night party of boogie funk, ‘80s modern soul, Japanese city pop, Balearic disco, AOR, and 90's house. Don’t mistake this for derivative mash-up or second-rate synthesis. Released on Friends of Friends, A Free Mind is a masterpiece from by a producer and multi-instrumentalist (keys, drum machine, live bass, guitar, percussion) who discovered a secret chamber where digital funk, contemporary soul, the Belleville Three and Mr. Fingers can all convene on the dancefloor. The L.A. linchpin has alchemized original grooves made to hear on loop at an elegant Tokyo vinyl den, booming from your car speakers on a moon-lit freeway run, or at a bacchanalian house party. It works as both pure aesthetics and function – all gorgeous chord progressions and graceful locomotion – yet it’s sophisticated and complex, informed by the history of the last four decades of music. This is a work aimed at discerning listeners alienated by the fast food music culture and empty hype that has become endemic. When Klank began A Free Mind over two years ago, he found himself considering what music was constantly replayed in his daily life. It wasn’t what was hot or what was trendy, but rather what captured a fleeting moment or emotion and rendered it timeless through song. After years of being regarded as a producer’s producer, Klank set out to make something mature but fun, nostalgic without being over-sentimental, deeply committed to the craft but never self-serious. These effortless-sounding anthems could only come from someone with a lifetime of vinyl crate-digging, studying, and digesting music from past, present, and beyond. Joined by Steve Spacek, Illingsworth, Girls of the Internet and more, Klank divined a work that leaps across time and space, yet feels distinctly like a singular vision.
