recorded whilst battling insomnia during a cold and bleak berlin winter, jack dixons new ep finds him channeling the light and the dark of his home city. inspired by the bygone euphoria of early analogue techno and the harsh industrial landscape outside his window, the three tracks of those questions swirl vinyl crackle, ghostly rave vocals and human heartbeats around pounding jackhammer bass, intense drops and intricate house rhythms. the result is a perfect encapsulation of the curses and blessings of a sleepless hibernation. it is an atmosphere also present in the hazy drones and pulsating sub-bass of skudges exhilarating, analogue remix of heirloom, the revered swedish duo tuning down the filters and reinterpreting the track as a ghostly and paranoid low-end basement banger.
white asega co-owner jack dixon wrote new curtains after a friend who was coming wildly off the rails told him he was a good producer but his tunes were boring. the original version was really sparse and about 300bpm. when jack moved to new york the parts got lost, so he remade the track a dozen times. this was the version we all liked best, although jack never wants to hear it again in his life. it sounds tough and tropical. our friend troy gunner remixed it, and turned it into something so loud and slamming it will knock your teeth out. after telling jack to stop making boring music, mark kodiak spent two horrendous years working with jamie kodiak on a song they ve called taargus. it nearly destroyed their friendship forever but we think it was worth it. it has brutal weapon sounds, nasty snares and an incessant “yo” that has been described as “annoying and unnecessary”. the artist tom pounder has created a blinding video for it that contains brand new colours. french born bass genius bambounou stepped up to remix the track, taming the wild stems into a hypnotic earlymorning house stepper. it took us approximately 2000 exhausting facebook group chats, four crossatlantic flights and one divorce to get to this point. we hope you will enjoy this record for the rest of your lives. rip ken tulley.