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SPIRIT CATCHER - THE REAL STORY
History has spawned hundreds of genius double acts – where two minds and talents collide to form something new, vital and artistically challenging. Unfortunately, Spirit Catcher are just a pair of european weirdos. As we all know, exciting and romantic collisions happen in, say, Hollywood or London. Not in Belgium. I mean, does Belgium have C.H.I.P.s? Or Hart to Hart? It doesn`t. It has bugger all. No heroes, no drama, no action.... Read more
SPIRIT CATCHER - THE REAL STORY
History has spawned hundreds of genius double acts – where two minds and talents collide to form something new, vital and artistically challenging. Unfortunately, Spirit Catcher are just a pair of european weirdos. As we all know, exciting and romantic collisions happen in, say, Hollywood or London. Not in Belgium. I mean, does Belgium have C.H.I.P.s? Or Hart to Hart? It doesn`t. It has bugger all. No heroes, no drama, no action. Chocolates .beer .and Spirit Catcher.
Jean Vanesse and Thomas Sohet have been exposed to music for as long as they have been conscious. Jean was even born in a recording studio. His father, who owned a studio, insisted on capturing the event of his birth in a high quality recording. However, initial feedback problems due to the unexpectedly high pitch of Jean`s first baby screams meant that Jean had to `climb back in` for a second and third take, so his father could take care of the rogue frequency. This led to a deep-seated psychological need for Jean to keep going back in to studios, over and over, again and again, in search of the perfect EQ settings which could set him free from this cycle.
Thomas, meanwhile, was born in an ordinary Belgian hospital room. As he took his first gaze around the room, he soaked up its covering of black and white tiles. White, black, white, black strange levers and machines the vision burned deep into his psyche and lay dormant. It was triggered again when he saw a keyboard as a teenager. Those black and white keys, the modulation wheel .the tiles and lever of the hospital room surged back through his brain. A booming voice inside Tom told him that if he pressed them in the right combination one day, he would be free. He must find the formula. Then all would be his. So he kept playing, hiding away in funk bands, trying as many combinations as he could, waiting for the explosive moment when it would all make sense.
The two were clearly fated to meet. Jean was walking to the shops to get some fresh air and a bite to eat, when he was gripped into zombie mode again, and dragged by unseen forces back towards the studio. Tom was returning from taking his beloved Juno106 into a shop to be repaired, when a tall figure loomed towards him. He was muttering “2dB down at 90 Hertz .make some room for bottom end .separate the kick .16khz shine studio ..studio .”. Tom stood and stared for a while at this possessed man. “Freak!”, he thought, until he thought for a second and realised that, he himself was a goddamn freak too. And anyway, this talk of studios .who knows .they would be sure to have modulation wheels .the formula! The formula!! Tom`s eyes flashed white and black, black and white. They were gripped together in a gnashing frenzy, bound by their pasts into a crazed march back towards the lure of the studio. And so Spirit Catcher was born.
Spirit Catcher are one of the most in-demand house acts of the moment, gracing the finest underground labels with their polished future disco sound. But to those who know them, Tom and Jean are simply a pair of misfits looking for life and love between the keyboard keys and the automated faders. Two kids born into the sounds of the seventies, immediately gripped by the cruel talons of music and carted off to seek solution in the groove. Luckily for the rest of us, through the help of well-meaning record labels such as Silver Network, Freerange, Winding Road, Missive and Moodmusic, the world can listen in to the frenzied disco workouts through which they exorcise their murky pasts. Show less