Guest post by Dru Grossberg
In 1990, Mustafa Ali had little under his belt before he began recording his sole 8-track LP as the perfectly suited nom-de-plum New Age Dance. Predicting several of the new decade's themes and tones for Detroit, it's not hard to imagine this as the precursor to Drexciya's subaquatic sensibilities; here, however, synth washes that would be reserved for diving instead mimic interstellar flight. Displaying an otherwise distinctly American sound for a British record, Dawn of a New Age cameod his native isle's bleep techno before Warp established a serious audience. It was prime for reissuing on Rush Hour, following the like-minded Virgo Four, Larry Heard, and Dream 2 Science.
On Dawn of a New Age, disillusionment with the modern world, primarily its spiritual state, runs rampant. Each composition opens and repeats a bar emulating archaic visions of cosmic technological disclosure in sound, strewn with a variety of samples from dinosaurs to the day the earth stood still. Tracks like "Everything Seems Different" and the eerie coda "Let There be Light" emulate the hauntingly simple NES sci-fi side scrollers. "Soul Search" delivers even bleaker synth waves, yet also draws attention to how N.A.D.'s narration co-dependently pairs to its musical counterpart: his repeated mantras weave in and out of the track's minimal flourishes.
Much of this album plays like a disaffected, dystopian sermon in one's own private diary. At its end, Dawn of a New Age leaves you exasperated, carnal, and dispirited. While the masses may never sip this brew, part of Dawn's ambitious thesis has triumphed by predicting spiritually imbued curation all throughout dance music culture. Mustafa left behind the sense he'd die more than happy pouring his soul into this recording, placing it as an unknown artifact never to be found again. Lucky for us that wasn't the case.