Electronic music outfit The Acid are something of an indie level, electronic music All-Star group as they consist of Grammy nominated DJ and Producer Adam Freeland, best known for the crossover hit “We Want Your Soul” and haed of Brighton (UK()’s Marine Parade Records; Steve Nalepa, a California-based producer and professor of music technology; and Ry X, a Los Angeles-based Australian artist and producer, whose solo effort Berlin was released to critical applause, and is also half of the act Howling.
The Acid can trace their start to when Ry X and Freeland, who had initially met in Australia several years earlier, serendipitously ran into each other at a friend’s mutual party. The duo bounded over Ry X’s recent Berlin underground music stint, and started hanging out and experimenting with various song ideas, often recording sketches and pieces of songs on their iPhones. And naturally, as they were coming up with song ideas, they realized that they had something interesting. Nalpea was enlisted to further flesh out their material to actual songs. The end result was the group’s debut effort, Liminal, which has received quite a bit of attention; in fact, The Acid is opening during Alt-J’s current North American tour.
“Fame,” the first single off Liminal consisted of trembling, undulating synths, layers of shimmering guitars, subtly rumbling bass, and earnestly sung lyrics sung with a haunting falsetto. And although the song was decidedly downtempo electronica, it managed to possess a slow-burning sensuality.
Recently, the mysterious production duo of Lovers Anonymous, which reportedly consists of an established artist and his/her lover, set about remixing The Acid’s Fame. And the Lovers Anonymous remix retains the original’s trembling, undulating synths but they add muscular drum programming, additional layers of pulsing synths and swirling electronics, which actually bring the song’s slow-burning sensuality to the foreground in a way that creates a totally different interoperation of the song. In some way, the remix evokes an aching longing that was just underneath the surface of the original,