PLAYS: 29 dec
STAGE: garden stage
The low-profile New Zealand producer PRINCE PURPLE is the
sound of virtual reality sunsets in the digital tropics of the internet.
An archipelago of club-ready kick drums and hi-hats frames the
composition as deep woozy bass flows through the spaces in be-
tween, polished platinum synthscapes and minimalistic bell-toned
idiophonic notes adding to the overall sense of hyper-plastic es-
capism that haunts every aspect of the song.
The late night euphoric house artist was born in the club to a
box of old Caribbean holiday records and a spiked Pina Colada.
PRINCE PURPLE is to be played when ever the sun is beaming or
when you find yourself in a transcendent state of elation. His work
bordering on 60s cinema-scape and moonlit electronica
Aside from a few low count social media pages and a couple of
blog entries, there’s not much else out there about PP or their
motivations. their identity is shrouded, as is their intentions. Is this
a brief burst of creativity, or a long tail project? Should we expect
more singles, or perhaps a long player? Will there be live shows?
As much as these questions can and should be asked, by half-
way through ‘Vibrant Thing’s hypnotic short-form running time,
none of that really matters. As the melodics, bass, programmed
rhythms and incidentals bubble and bounce against each other,
individual elements give way to collective hypnosis and not long
after, daydreamy transcendence. Then, just as you’re right there,
feeling the vibrancy with Prince Purple and his things, it’s sudden-
ly over. Back to life, back to reality. But for how long?