Doozers were the hard hat-rocking construction team of Fraggle Rock. Dooze Jackers...er...are not. But they are a French-Canadian pair taking up the challenge of Chuckie/Sidney Samson-sponsored extra trebly ear bone wobbles. Dooze Jackers pipe up with two kazoo blowers done to B-more body winding, Got Line keeping the rhythm going from point A to B while Oh! repeatedly hits the fire button on an extra amplified observation of The Clangers. Cultured these are not, though there’s something in the repetition that will get sweat trickling once those synths smother the dancefloor and go to work like fiery jumping beans.
So far, so utterly a flavour of irritatingly raw Marmite: if your ears haven’t recovered from De Bos’ On De Run from two decades ago, chances are you’re gonna be poking cotton buds further than they should go in a bid to avoid something talking up carnival time aimed at the canine community. DJ Jean’s The Launch has got a lot to answe for as well thinking about it. What is it with the Dutch and their affront to graphic equalisers? And Peace Treaty’s mix? The treble goes global: while no mean feat to actually make the squeaks even gnarlier, the US unit will get the ear hospital working overtime. Though you can’t knock Rogue Industries for shuffling their pack, and again, hard to explain as it is, there’s something about all this yapping that in the heat of battle could bring the house down.
Paul Gala, praise be for being such a tease; setting a rolling tech-grounded bounce of a beat to the squeaking with a speck of disco, he then drops thick bassline sauce that barks to drag the helium balloon synths down from out of the sky. See, no substitute for a bottom end warning you to get out the way.