I Call Upon ...
Love Letters

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Atop an effervescent 303 that squelches and squirms its way across a deceptively funky but simple house beat, the seductive voice of Maxime Robillard aka Love Letters casts its corporeal spell. Repeating the titular phrase, “I call upon the body,” the NY-based artist and producer makes their latest offering on The Bunker New York. Featuring an acapella, instrumental and a pair of cross-generational remixes, the I Call Upon… EP harks back to New York’s old school dance music scene in the 80s, when beat-a-pellas and isolated vocal tracks offered DJs a world of possibilities. Described in his own words as a “punky acid track,” “I Call Upon…” includes a hypnotic vocal hymn that centers on the liberation of the body through dance and the raw unfettered expression of one’s sexuality. Rounded out by a drum machine workout from The Bunker’s long term resident DJ Mike Servito and a bit of breakneck funk by way of New York rising star, WTCHCRFT, I Call Upon… beckons the listener to drop down into their bodies and get physical. As he says in the opening verse, “This isn’t for your mind.”

Mastered by Neel at Enisslab

Artwork by Andrew Charles Edman

Liner Notes by Zoey Shopmaker

I Call Upon ... Love Letters

I Call Upon ...
Love Letters