Where to begin, except to say that Berlin's Tresor may just have been one
of the most influential clubs in the history of techno. Overstatement?
Perhaps. But where else did Detroit meet Berlin so obviously head-on,
shaping the hearts, minds and (most importantly) the ears of a generation?

It's where two hardened cultures met in a dank basement to dance as hard
as possible to the hardest techno available. And then, when they couldn't
find techno hard enough to satisfy those who went to the club, they
simply created their own label to commission it.

But for every dark techno night soundtracked by the likes of Surgeon, you
also had an antidote going on upstairs on the Globus floor. Lighter beats,
more abstraction. A bit of experimentation. A bit music?
Every dark needs its light. And Tresor was no exception to the rule.

Eric Cloutier is our light to Silent Servant's dark.
His mix for Dimitri Hegemann and his bookers takes things easy, building
things to a boil extremely slowly. But, before you know it, you're lost in his
conception of the sound world inhabited by the DJs that played upstairs at Tresor.