Fulcrum by Liftprint

Fulcrum isn't just a record; it’s an hour spent watching a single pallet claw its way from the dusty warehouse floor right up to the city's highest point. We pulled every sound from that journey, from the first faint hum of hydraulics in 'Blueprint Hum' to the last echo of ‘Permit Pending’ – literally, the sounds of our daily grind. You'll hear forklifts beeping, metal scraping, and the hum of machinery, all twisted and reshaped into grooves that hit hard and arpeggios that shine like sparks off a welder's torch. We tried to capture that intense, almost aggressive feel, but always with enough space for the quiet moments, like that lullaby drift at the start.

That four-note melody, it keeps popping up. It's the spine of the whole thing, whispers in a vocoder, then blasts out like a siren. It’s what links all twelve tracks, a thread through the climb. 'Elevator Load Test' really brings it home; we sampled our own forklift beeper and pitched it down into this chant – 'Stack it higher, feel it strain!' – that just hits you in the chest. We built that one so it could tear down a club at peak time or slot into a festival set without blinking.

This whole album digs deeper into the blueprints we've been sketching, the ones you might see etched in neon underpasses around Indianapolis after dark. It’s about building a 'skybridge culture' where a dancefloor feels like an assembly line, where the sweat from hard work turns into pure energy. We’re not trying to be anything but what we are: people who translate the city's pulse, its raw industrial rhythm, into something you can feel in your bones. It’s a lot like how a grand old building stands, built piece by piece, solid and true. We put that same kind of thought into every single wave, every beat, hoping it sticks with you, makes you feel that climb yourself.

Graveyard shift blueprints become instrumental trance. Feels like the floor just moved under your feet.