Debut full-lengther that hits you with a mean one-two combination that ought to throw you back to the dance floor every time. Sounds like Berlin, but he's really from Finland. The ten perfectly synched tracks push rapidly through this album, not in any real rush to get to where they're going, but rather more driven by a malevolent urge to hunt down unsuspecting road kill-to-be from time to time. The road kill is that perception that good techno died back in 2001. This is definitely something for the dance floors but not the meat markets, even if it means dancing alone on a crowded floor. Still one can certainly understand Salmiakki as techno-listening, if you will. It's this modest yet distinct presence animating you like a dream of rhythm. Daytime thieves, butterfly collectors, music empathizers, emotional doofs, they should all be able to make some sort of discovery on Salmiakki. Sami Koivikko's subtle emotional shifts are simply a ton of fun. There are long-lasting riffs, miniaturized melodies, vague signs swaying between melancholic joy and harmonic sense, always well hidden in the logical web of elements.
