"Evil Laff" drips with the same darkly atmospheric touches that are so prevalent in Troxler's work; off-key metallic clanging, demonic percussion and a variety of half-whispered, croaking vocals colour the piece throughout. It's more predictably structured (not necessarily a bad thing), and lies halfway between a Barem-eqsue minimal excursion and a full-on techno explosion. The track builds and subsequently breaks without much fuss; neither retiring introvert nor chest-beating extrovert , it's a good mid-setter that leaves a dance floor in no doubt that a change in gears has been undertaken, without completely revealing which road you'll be heading on.
On the flip, Konrad Black's remix is where the action moves out of the "well-produced but linear" category, being undeniably situated right at the front of the "sit up and pay attention" class. It's about as happy-go-lucky as an asthmatic cat on Ritalin, with a gloomily twisted atmosphere driven home from the off with a writhing, chaotic "melody" straight from the Silent Hill school of putting your teeth on edge. The beats are clean, the bassline wobbles nicely and there's some percussion about halfway though that makes you wonder if a jazz drummer hasn't mistakenly stumbled into the proceedings, but it's those deep, dark keys that will get those necks properly exercised.