summer is here. we take it the surf way with a gorgeaous main mix. (swing ny vibe beat with deep twisted chords & a sexy spoken vocal that take us way back, a fat bonus beat & long drive instrumental we love it the surf way.

fünfter release in der environments-serie der kult-elektroniker future sound of london. begann die serie ursprünglich mit unveröffentlichtem archivmaterial aus ihrer früh-1990er phase, enthält vol.5 nun 13 brandneue produktionen, die in der ersten jahreshälfte 2014 aufgenommen wurden. mit gastauftritten des prämierten komponisten daniel pemberton, sowie von raven bush (syd arthur) und riz maslen (neotropic). electronic listening par excellence. erstmals auch auf lp-vinyl.

das album ist eine ode an die muster der natur, die sich wiederholen, aber nie ganz identisch sind. das spiel mit den unendlichen möglichkeiten der phasenverschiebung ist der kern des schweren ambient-sounds von s&#417,n fm, der durch ihre charakteristischen live-auftritte in kunstgalerien oder in der natur geprägt ist.

argentinian veteran jorge savoretti has been djing for more than 20 years, and his first release for esperanza records traces back to 2005. in this time laps he has produced 2 albums, 20 eps and a great number of remixes, on labels such as raum musik, visionquest and ilian tape. his debut on cadenza is a crisp breeze of graceful music for dancing. side a starts point-blank with bou gei bouncing shuffle, driving bass line, lively cymbals, sparkling band-passed chords, summing-up jorge s true dedication to nightclubs and nightlife. with no reprieve, ruth suspicious pads lurk behind a funky swinging rhythm spruced up by a continuous surfacing of snare rolls and giggly stabs. on the b side, sensu dub explores without hesitation darker textures and resonances, leaving no concessions to leave the dancefloor. finally u-fonk #04.01 dives into sweating hotblooded late-time hours, with am hypnotising deep-toned coil, soaked of greasy riffs and gloomy fumes.

we here at french press lounge are very pleased to share our latest release by florida-born, california based producer and professor neoprene with a debut 12” titled “possibility spaces”.
propelled by pure state aesthetics, spatial theoretics and a fondness of ferns, neoprene (amongst several other musical monikers and permutations) has been crafting and perfecting outer-world electronics since 2011 through their highly slept-upon digital and cassette label ashtar communications. “possibility spaces” is their debut 12”, a collection of cherry picked tracks created in chicago during their barista residency of 2015 - heavy points of dark matter gliding across a delicate, semi-permeable surface of unidentified experience. where others simply trawl the tropes of a rave culture gone by, neoprene bends into the best assets of house, hardcore and breaks and pulls up through a dense fog of floral new age ambience, creating a one-of-a-kind approach to expository techno.

ptwiggs brings the surrealist violence for brand spanking sydney imprint deep seeded. taking an erratic hairpin turn after dsr001s off-piste techno, purge comes off like a tragicomic thriller, swerving between saccharine sensitivity and brutal ultra-violence in the blink of an eye. shit is rough in ptwiggs towers, dishing out relentless tyson jabs to the head on day of wrath with holly herndons inverted poltergeist drifting about between the blows, while lara dies seems to execute your favourite video game character a trillion times per second just for laffs. but it s not all blood and guts rendered in vivid hd. coil-axis twinning of demonic and angelic energies course through yyyy and drift below the surface of the more berserk pieces. not for the faint of heart but life s probs beaten the feeling out of you at this point anyway.

1997. drexciya dont have no phone. theyre too busy to do your remix. mad mikes response was short and to the point, enough to put off some, but not vincent koreman. addicted from an early age, the dutch producer dug deeper and deeper into the mythology and mystery of james stinson and gerald donald. the sounds, images and ideas conjured up by the detroit electro duo pulled koreman in, his fascination growing ever more intense as the underwater dwellers sonically prospered. fast forward twenty years and that fascination has not diluted one drop, in fact the aquatic dream of the wavejumpers is the inspiration for recolonization. these tracks would have never had existed, says koreman, if it wasnt for stinson and donald creating that great, energetic, abstract electronic music and coupled it with an original vision on the african diaspora, art and culture. this music is an homage to th e enigma of drexciya, a tribute to the machine marine men who pioneered electro and a vision. drvg cvltvre continues that vision, one of an underwater race that has reconquered earth, overcoming big business, corporate greed and water pollution to reclaim the surface from man. forget mankind. our time is over, recolonization is here.

a fistful of wax is an extension for some very special projects of our beloved deep house skylax records sub – label wax classic. a fistful of wax is back with its fourth volume! this offshoot originally began as an avenue for showing off some of the overflowing great talent we have floating about the wax classic sub-label, but with the growing reception of our previous three releases, it has developed itself into its own uniquely successful imprint. in a time when a lot of the hot records of the moment are made by highly distinguished producers with years of success under their belts, it is easy to forget how much good house music can come out of the underground by relatively fresh names. with afx4, we are only scratching the surface once again, yet we have 5 special tracks from a group of producers who, if not already, will stay on your radar for the foreseeable future.the a side features tracks from erman & abtomat (of série limitée records fame) and kid mark (head honcho of killax recordings). we start off deep with the aptly named how deep can you go , easily the most soothing of the bunch. fantasy 95 takes it up a notch for those who wish to, with classic 90s chords and accompanying bass and horns. over on the flip side, we hear won t get to heaven by californian newcomer, an expresso. being a self confessed new jersey style house addict, this hits in all the right places for those familiar with the sounds of nj legend george lockett jr, aka jerzzey boy. shin continues things with phara , a percussive stormer with one of the hardest hitting leads you will hear for a good while. this one is a sure fire hit! last, but by no means least is rosenhaft s voyager . fans of early uk garage, perk up your ears because this could have easily been a tune you would have heard on your favourite pirate radio station back in 97. if you are still on the fence about the record at this point, you are in the wrong place. this record has it all for lovers of the 90s house sound! whether you are of the deeper persuasion or the more garagey persuasion, the us or the uk side of things, there is something here for almost everyone on a fistful of wax 4.

this highly anticipated release by los angeles based artist, axkan, delivers a powerful message to the techno underground, letting everyone know this record hasn t come to this point by mistake. with powerful remixes by luis flores, pinion and rolandohödar to support, axkan delivers a strong statement with tension , a techno masterpiece with broken industrial rhythms that is bound to shake floors, and crack the surface. he masterfully creates some true and raw emotion, with his dark, sinister and gritty sounds that is guaranteed to grab attention from the beginning. axkan s self-confident creativity, however didn t come alone. techno heavyweight luis flores provided a remix that is nothing short of spectacular. he encapsulates axkan s raw, dark noises, and completely manipulates them into a gnarled and twisted rendition. pinion s remix perfectly complements the release in a cohesive way to get the dance floor moving. his unique characteristics include a deadly vicious groove with glitchy vocals combined with deep melodies. aerotek founder, rolandohödar, had to get his hands in there, with his industrial techno breaks remix to add to this ferocious ride. with all tracks united together, this ep is rooted with serious energy and will undoubtedly tear speakers apart. it exploits experimental to traditional 4x4 percussion workouts and is definitely worth listening.

you re alone and you close your eyes. don’t imagine figures of light, make the darkness conscious. it becomes deeper, not eyelids anymore, and then something is around you, but you can’t open your eyes, you’re deep inside them. merge into oneness, not bright above not dark below. something with has no echo. waves and motion, not space and time. if a tree falls in a forest where no one is listening, does it make a sound? there are no signs in the snow. why this dream of something cold? the world is blue at its edges, the colour of that which can never be possessed. blue flames, deep ice, twilight. how do you observe yourself without knowing that you’re looking? the other side of your face. why don’t you let the gap be a gap? i was afraid there was too much space. when you stop focusing the image appears. everything seen at once. turn yourself into a point to get behind the surface. a messenger between two worlds. the hidden meaning behind alchemy: to be born again. you’re not born into this world but out of it. travel by heat, words are too slow. sound knows how to get around edges, wiser than light.

its been a while since something new from dave ellesmere surfaced, but the multifaceted artist has been tasked by the ever on-point brothers vibe to lay down a few serious slabs of club tackle for mixx records. caught in a moment heads straight into tripped out techno territory, all urgent cyclical rhythm and head-teasing fx, but the mood is drastically different on the chord led 909 thumper universal vibe. from now on only good things will happen once again channels the edgy robert hood style to great effect before brothers vibe takes over for a deliciously dusty, meandering remix of universal vibe

the kloom surfaced one night in dusseldorf through members of autarkic, naduve, stabil elite and more. this is what they have to say about it: -kloom, in hebrew, nothing. the kloom were not a one-day-band. they did it because it was there, all around them. whether we like it or not, the kloom surrounds us, envelopes us, makes us confess that it really exists. and you, sitting now in front of this screen, you are literally touching the kloom, an illusion that in its exceptional complexity makes you feel like you have the option of joining the other 20.000 newcomers. who will be credited for future kloom productions? no one knows. is there even a point in that sort of thing? it just doesnt really matter, because its too fun to bath in kloom

all track are written and produced by alessandro sensini and carlo battistini
tracks description:
a1 - raining: calma opens up with a hypnotic rumbler! snaps and claps take us in, before the eery synths and floating pointesque keys punctuate and a squelqchy, distorted bassline rumbles beneath the surface, making you feel like you re at a party in a haunted church. a2 - cuattro: calma takes us on a tropical trip, with an infectious sun-filled groove looping over incessant layers of beat patterns that weave in and out of the track teasingly, driven along by a banging bass drum to keep you nodding. b1 - mr amarè: calma shows his love for acid house with an epic, ever-evolving influenced roller that blends together nearly every percussion instrument you could ever dream of. crashes, symbals and a cowbell drive it along, underscored by a seriously funky bass line and mysterious vocal sample that emerges halfway through tying it all together nicely. b2 - cuattro /juju & jordash rmx): juju and jordash take over the remix duties for calma. the dutch duo add their deep trademark sunshine inflected beats and sturdy basslines to the already tropical loop, while infusing swirling synths and strings that lead us in and out of the breakdowns and on to a late night, chilled-out dance floor.

transmitting from new york (via toronto), jex aka jex opolis has so far been known as the man behind and in front of the good timin label. infamous for its boogie burner bombs to quote discogs member kutter karlo jex, trades his label for running back and a shifts the gear. up with the tempo and down with the lights, there still is a variety of styles. studio e is named after an after hours spot in edmonton that the record s author partied at in the early 2000s, also sounds like something ivan smagghe would have enjoyed at that point in time. laxmi tool is referencing classic tribal house and a street in pune, where jex wifes grandma bought the drum used in this track. on the flip, harpa brags and boasts with its trampoline bass line, while la casa surfs some timpani waves.

audiojack had a great 2014 with a collaborative release alongside lcd soundsystems nancy whang, eps on defected, 2020vision and tsuba, and remixes of romanthony and hot since 82 surfacing, here we see the ever on-point duo open up 2015 with some fresh material for their very own gruuv label. since launching gruuv back in 2010 the pair have unleashed material from the likes of huxley, jimmy edgar, darius syrossian, copy paste soul, a1 bassline and phil weeks, testament to their broadly attentive a&r approach with the imprint. now a year deep into their relocation to ibiza, audiojack have left behind their former uk influenced sound palette, and instead embraced their surroundings to envelop new material with the stripped back style of electronic music their new home turf is known for.

support von raresh, brothers vibe, john tejada, magda, richie hawtin, mihai popoviciu, chris carrier, rene breitbarth
alexander shulgins theory says that man has produced endogenous hallucinogens in prehistoric times. in order to ensure his survival this had to regress. what remains in our generation are receptors, modern man has only receptors. with the ep only receptors les points debut with their eponymous label. four tracks aligned to stimulate the receptors on the dance floor.

emotional rescue certainly laid a claim for the most esoteric of reissue endeavours last year, and they are looking to maintain this approach in 2013. their first release sees the label dig further into the cassette archives of kevin harrison, focusing specifically on the neo project the coventry musician did in cahoots with fellow electronic explorer, peter every from neophyte records. as you can tell from the primitive drum heavy tone of the music, neo surfaced in 1985 with the 8 track cassette release global network. this twelve presents five of those tracks, all of which echo the pulsing electronic rhythms of the fly ep, emotional rescues previous harrison reissue, and will find as much favour with those who sleep on the left side of disco as fans of cold wave.

nice price deal !!! 2x12 inch outstanding, always more melodic and more to the point? here is the 12th edition of the kitsuné maison compilations: the good fun issue!

as the third single released in anticipation of scott hansen’s long-awaited full-length as tycho, “coastal brake” may be the best yet—a sweet slice of dream-beat that glides over the ocean surface like a high-speed waverider. “coastal brake”’s vintage synthesizers set the pointillistic scene, blipping and popping around a near-balearic rhythm like melancholy drops in a river, rising and falling and building to a shimmering climax. it’s not quite dance music—more like tycho’s soft-focus take on the escapist beauty of house music. the single’s three remixes do the original ample justice. danish producer (and syntaks collaborator) manual takes “coastal brake” at half-time and shoots it full of feedback, bringing a scorched-earth weight to the proceedings, while hatchback’s “cosmic caviar dub version” turns down the contrast and places the song in a cave full of drugged-out pianos. lusine hacks up “coastal brake” and repurposes the bits for his own stutter-stepping, downbeat funk. listen closely, and you’ll hear shards of “coastal brake” sparkling in between the beats. limited edition (1000 copies) of tychos >coastal brake< on 180 gram vinyl including alternate artwork poster. tycho is the music project of san francisco artist and producer scott hansen. as tycho, hansen blends swirling melodies into vaguely triumphant arcs that crisscross between stuttering beats and vocal samples, creating rolling sonic landscapes that extend into the horizon. known in the design world as iso50, hansen is famed for his bucolic, sun-drenched design style, which serves as a backdrop and mirror for his musical output.

one of the great aspects of the endlessly varying bass music soundwave is the way it seems able, even compelled, to fuse antecedant styles and genres to itself. in the most innovative hands, influences from last month are absorbed and reworked as smoothly as those from last century, and creativity sparks brightest when the marriage of form and function takes place beyond recognised boundaries? and it?s from that unrestricted zone that uk producer o-dessa emerges. opening with an initial resemblance in sound to the same plaintive blue air of burial, as these tracks resonate deeper in the mind, it becomes clear that this sonic affinity is merely a veil beneath which a new heart beats. the rhythms lurking below the bassline in ?deeper? are like some undiscovered amalgam of old skool hardcore and something you might hear on the latest dirty south mixtape, which somehow manage to defy sense and co-exist in a driving and breathtaking way. mournful mariachi horns and a plunging dub bassline intermingle in a desolate approximation of sergio leone?s western soundtracks, while reedy flutes and distant female voices build a swirling vapour through which skittering woodblocks and metallic ticks raise an anxious sense of motion. anchored by a vast, cone-melting sub-bass undertow, ?deeper? s treasures are buried well below the surface. the juxtapositional subtle-tear-out nature of o-dessa?s production is even more apparent in ?million dollarz?, which reveals itself in stages to be a gradual descent into layers of tweaked amen breaks, but with a grandeur unlike anything previously heard, even though that drum pattern has already been chopped countless ways over the years. it?s not until midway through its five-and-a-half minutes that the famous phased snares rise from the dense banks of atmospherics, but when they do, a moment of blurred euphoria hits and the tune bursts into colourful life. this 12¬ is the first broadcast of many more to come from o-dessa, as - like many have in their own way before and still more strive to do so now - he embarks on his individual journey in the continual reinvention of bass music. instant thrill junkies won?t find their fix in these grooves, but followers of the path less travelled will recognise many signs pointing the way to a rich future.

pilocka krach still means nothing but pilocka noise. sheÕs the charming queen of berlins post techno underground and a true recording & perfoming artist. her new release on her very own imprint greatest hits international is a conceptional framed double vinyl album and a journey diary of her last two years on tour around the globe, with mexico, detroit and her hometown roots in berlin as fixpoints on her neverending agenda. pilocka krach is ãsugar caneÒ & ãthe lost amigosÒ, her band and all at once. her style is pure electro post rave simplicity, where each single sound is either raw sampling cuts or deep growling synthesis. big basslines meet funky grooves and surprising hooks, grooving along with her own voice and a lot of other vocal features, whereever you go. each Ôn everthing gets the room it deserves and mingles alltogether to so much more, than just another stereo sum. never heard an album that dry and that wet at the same time, with an overall fun and jam factor, that is truly touching. she took her original style more than just a few steps further and sharpened her skills in an impressive and real straight forward way of raw funkyness and true storytelling. you canÕt listen to it without moving. pilocka is always surfing the right balance of how much, or better how less it needs, to keep it going, get down to the point of no return and beyond the miracle of repetition.