rune returns on his own drum island imprint, this time very ably assisted by uk house turned ambient ambassador chris coco weekend billionaires, in its original form is a delightfully lolloping balearic builder. the chris coco sunshine mix immerses those guitar licks and synth pads in a sea of dubbed out, ultra-violet light. already rumoured to be included on harvey s eagerly awaited mercury rising comp. anton klint (tryck & ton / public possession) steps up on the flip with a no-less psychedelic, but decidedly more laser-lit interpretation. finally alta lab wraps things up with a pacier interpretation, housing up the elements into a hypnotic, emotive rendition

salty shores of a deep blue sea, mountain tops with blinding hats and wrapped up greenery in reoccurring patterns. three places, two journeys, heavenly lit in gentle warmth by the feathered sun. a collaboration of impressive beauty and beautiful impressions: acid pauli, christopher schwarzwalder, jo.ke, nu and raz ohara take us, you, me, luise by the hand to paint a picture of shifting shapes and scenerey. two slow paced tracks, one per side, for that extra length and space it deserves.

following their eponymously titled 2016 arrival on midlands graded imprint, as well as a recent followup on dark entries, solitary dancer return to the label on which they made their debut. once again, this three-track 12inch blends electro, ambient, and acid to superb, undeniably modern effect. with a running time of nearly 12-minutes, the title track transmitting to heaven is an ambitiously sweeping cut that subtly moves through its various shades, from electro and acid, to strobe-lit 90s rave. the b-side kicks off with birth of saturn, built around an arpeggiating synth that shifts and morphs throughout the track as the intensity ascends. the 12inch closes off with ‘at the end of the corridor of love, a loss’, a slow burning ambient piece that is as sombre as it is cinematic.

for our 20th all inn black release, we’re celebrating in the truest all inn fashion — by sharing an exciting debut from an even more exciting artist: berlin’s florian hirche. minimalistic vibes with low-lit house embellishments. no hype, just quality.

for the seventh in most excellent unlimiteds series of collaborations with danny krivit, the exalted editor reshapes two classics that regularly lit up the loft and the paradise garage. wars epic 1972 instrumental city country city drops its placid pastoral vibes in favor of a solely urban approach, trimmed from the lp version s ten minutes to a fighting weight of six. searing solos cresting over war s trademark latin funk make it plain why this has long been a foundation cut for deeper dancefloors. the flip sees mr. k showing off his skills at the edit block with a meticulous tightening of jakkis sun,sun, sun - the original record, a feel-good, warm weather mood- lifter, was notorious for awkward tape edits (now known to be the work of walter gibbons) that for years left djs frustrated as they attempted to achieve smooth blends in the face of shifting tempos and downbeats. krivit pulls the pieces of this larry levan favorite apart and reassembles them as only a veteran audio mechanic could do, giving the tune the logical musical arc it never had. while each of these tracks previously existed as singles, this is the first

limited edition of 250 copies, 1 grey & 1 black vinyl plus 12 page art book in a copper foil box.
toydrum are a duo who sneak into the consciousness. not for them the full frontal assault but, instead, a drip-feed of classy work that many may know without knowing. their hugely acclaimed work with the late singer-songwriter gavin clark lit up shane meadows’ ‘this is england ‘90’, their rework of john lennon’s ‘how do you sleep’ led noel gallagher to have them remix his high flying birds hit ‘in the heat of the moment’ (which, in turn, soundtracked last year’s epic ad for the latest ‘assassin’s creed’ game), and their soundtracks for films such as the recent tye sheridan-starring thriller ‘detour’ and alice lowe’s 2016 venice film festival opener, ‘prevenge’, have broadened their appeal further. toydrum’s signing to skint records is now announced and celebrated by ‘my eye on you (to reinvision)’, a collective interpretation of their work thus far, running the gamut from nick cave’s balladry to trentemøller’s drum & bass-tinted electronica.

new years deal - delsins next trick is a debut double 12 from sentomea, an amsterdam native, real name sander schuurman, you might not have heard of but a real synth freak. exclusively producing his music in hardware-based live takes, and that gives rise to perfectly imperfect stuff that feels visceral and alive. often making music with a visual connection, this ep is full of versatile 909 beats and fizzing electronic textures. relative solace is up first and is a frosty house trip with bell textures and melancholic strings sounding all celestial and heavenly. wander is all about a sludgy 909 groove being lit up with bright strings and icy hi hat ringlets as dissonant pads stretch and skew all about the arrangement then fortitude boogie has classic detroit pads, a lovely broken rhythm and a funkateer bassline that makes the whole cut dance and emotional dance. fluid is more stripped back and clean, with rubbery 909 drums plodding below w atery, gurgling synth sounds up top and this most expressive and textural ep closes with the experimental fm synthesis that is matter with its raw, off beat grooves and glassy surfaces, and finally reminiscent, a horizontal, star gazing cut that encourages you to lay back and day dream in the grass.

theomatic is back with a surprise 12-inch from the labels mainman an-2. mint ep is a collection of four space-boogie jams spanning a variety of moods and tempos that have been recorded over the period of last couple of years. the lo-fi beats and pulsating kalimba-esque arpeggios on sigint create an instant feel of a sci-fi movie soundtrack, while an ultra-deep kick drum and a punchy bass on mint is a sure way to test your speaker performance. things get more chilled and pensive on the flipside with dusky downtowns brooding synthwork and rolling pads taking you on a stroll along glittering neon-lit city streets. last, but not least, amberflames take on dusky downtown is a steaming affair that uses tight compression and lush synths and to create that special euphoric dancefloor moment.

the always wonderful begin returns after a very balearic absence ! and what a return ! let s talk eases us in with some trademark begin style mid-tempo mellowness, as undulating melodic elements are carried straight to the beach on gently lolloping beats aight adds a little more anticipation, with a syncopated backbone and some mesmerising carl craig style synth cycles... on the b, the cut the paste is a burly, new beat inspired chugger, which manages to sound exactly like an early morning, strobe-lit boccaccio moment, while simultaneously basking in the midday sun

bitter end emerge from the ashes of 2016 with a message of positivity and protest beamed from the near future keen eyed aficionado s may spot the homage to mel cheron s classic us label west end records here but while their motto may have been where the sun sets & the stars rise bitter end records embarks on a distinctly more 21st century path to dancefloor salvation... 003 sees a welcome return to utilising the full sonic reach of the 12- single, with these two 21st century power-dancers for strobe-lit moments of praise. can t stop explores a walter gibbons approach to teasing a groove to within an inch of its life, and what a groove. the disco at the end of the universe may well be beaming this one up, such is its sheer intergalactic and unrelenting bad assery. we recently witnessed this unite a dancefloor in such wild abandon it should come with an age restriction ! flip for fat of the land a gorgeous and utterly absorbing, stripped back modern hymn the bitter end - years ahead !

with a skillet of brooding, deep & melodic releases in his wake for the lobster main label, moomin’s closer imprint and an exceptionally beautiful self-released tape, royer returns to the lobster family with a clutch of super deep, dusty, planes-of-light-through-the-curtain house music that channel a nostalgic optimism into it’s brooding & humming elemental core.
from the fading melancholy memories of clqsse22 (simple version) and it’s more bubbling & swaggering sunday lit reffaaax counterpart, to the sunlight rays cutting and refracting from the facets of d’orr22. each track finds it’s own slot on the spectrum of deep, warm house music.
closer healyrslfw_lee nods to the more beat-oriented royer works, heavy sampling a playful short piano loop and cutting in spoken word segments.

night visions is a collection of stories which dance alive over an infectious blend of afro-latin rhythms and contemporary dancefloor beats. told by a variety of characters, drawn from the vibrant imagination of chico mann, these stories take place in an endless night, where we move through dimly lit clubs, jungle moonlight, pitch black desert plains, and the internal shadows of personal darkness. while the characters often stumble and search blindly in the dark, the persistent presence of a distant light provides an underlying direction and hopefulness to all the songs. captain planet s production, informed by his regular crowd-moving dj sets, keeps the album sounding effortlessly danceable & contemporary. meanwhile, chicos vocals have an instant classic appeal, hinting at old cuban rumba and vintage afrobeat lps. the two are aided by guest vocals from regular collaborators kendra morris & brit manor, as well as some talented friends who contributed additional horns, guitar & marimba

alien jams presents planet bangs, the 4th album from nochexxx, following on from 2015s dirt-driven apocalyptic electro jaunt plot defender (type recordings). this six track lp plants another stick in the mud, showcasing the producers love for oddball tape-saturated electronic delirium. planet bangs is clearly an ecosystem in distress..., metawitch s clanging rocks paves the way for creepy unsettling yelps and 303 squelch - an acid drenched broomstick joyride over mounds of rolling subs and hilly sines-waves - on stickshift, straight-jacketed conga loops barely spit enough voltage to hold pace, like a sputtering raymond scott machine in respiratory collapse. wafting familiar smoke signals originally lit by 90s era warp and detroit techno, overhound springs out the trap with a booty bounce towards the finish line. artwork by zeke clough. 180g vinyl, mastered by rupert clervaux.

double vinyl in gatefold sleeve, download code included.

east wall was an italian electronic dark wave band started by fabrizio chiari (ex keyboardist of kirlian camera) and wilma notari in 1982. “silence” was self released by the band in 1991.
we decided to expand the album, releasing it as a deluxe double lp cut louder at 45 rpm. we have also included an unreleased extended version of “ice of fire” and the bonus track “intro”, found on the dat tapes fabrizio chiari sent us. all songs are remastered for vinyl by george horn at fantasy studios in berkeley. it is housed in the original jacket, featuring a dramatically lit photograph of the band by andrea gambetta. each copy includes an 11x11 double-sided insert with photos of the band, lyrics, and liner notes by intergalactic gary, who’s despair mix turned us onto to this album all songs are remastered for vinyl by george horn at fantasy studios in berkeley. housed in the original jacket featuring a photo of a boy by pushe 27. each copy includes a 2-sided postcard with photos of the band, lyrics, and liner notes by flemming dalum.

a.heiniger returns on his own handle with care imprint as dj laxxiste a. this time round he drops three lit tracks that groove to rhythms of percussion and bass all woven together with layer upon layer of melody. this latest release is an introspection of feeling and sensation, with the never ending waves taking you to a place you rather be.

the untold stories are back with the fourth release in their protagonist series. starting their 2016 release schedule with some positive vibes from something records boss stephan stl laubner, the ep entitled renbual nahpets, the story: two beautiful dub house originals on the aside, and a tripped out extended remix by cleymoore filling the bside. a welcome return for the label who lit up the beginning of 2015 with an impressive run of eps and va collections, looks like more to come this year!

vinyl only!003 comes from new kid on the block dj swagger, fresh from his debut 12 on natural sciences, here we 3 super deep club jams from the baltimore inspired 1s & 2s to the straight up deep house flavours of get lit and the a1 bomb lost!

mr beatnicks mythstery imprint returns with a two track 12inch for the collectors, purpose-built to wreck your discoteque. side a features a speakercrushin bollywood refix by breakplus, fresh off the back of his iconic mini-album instant bull. side b finds mr beatnick making his mythstery debut with an acid slow-burner, a lazer-lit dystopian rollerskating jam. artwork by optigram, limited to 300 copies.

3 dogs roaming down led lit high - wayz on the way to know where. air etchings liberated from folds of plastic, psychically arranged scent communication, and dispensed thought finally interlock on a special dj double pack. produced by c. thiessen, t. matt, j. matt with special guest appearance on a by daddymouse. a&r by 4claudio.

comforting warm blanket of an idm 12” from nyc producer luis aka brian pineyro, with four new tunes about distance and separation that take shape as street-lit electro drifters and ruminative breaks. inspired by displaced persons and missing people to different degrees and building on his work as dj xanax, dj python and dj wey, luis drifts deeper into the emotional side of headphone electronica hinterlands with moods evenly split between warmth and isolation, submerged alongside deep bass and unfading melodies.

repress 2016 - keen eyed aficionados may spot the homage to mel cherons classic us label west end records here, but while their motto may have been *where the sun sets & the stars rise*, bitter end records embarks on a distinctly more 21st century path to dancefloor salvation. taking cover behind that fluorescent pink sleeve are a loose collective of artists offering up an empowering glimpse of decadent, strobe-lit abandon in the face of our corporate dominated existence.

ltd 50 % deal, o.xander is back on nous for another jaunt into textured techno rhythms all sewn together with a cheeky side eye on diverting off the obvious path and sustaining a reticence for anything too formal.ep opener snowspeeder blues is a glacial skitter around pitch perfect retro-techno territories, while thru our veins harnesses the eternal power of acid and a perfect balance takes a wry slo-mo lens to the synth-core sound.over on side b we are back in the acid zone for full spectrum, if a more mournful and disquieting rendition of that genre, with the junipers dub version squirming through a gauzy terra firma of dim lit detroit design.

rome native marco piovesan is a dj’s producer. his driving style, pristine sound quality and nuanced tones makes his techno of the variety that draws bodies to the dance floor, and keeps them there. 2013 was his breakout year which saw releases land on gynoid audio, m_rec ltd.. that same year piovesan launched his own enterprise, h.omevvork recordings, as a haven for richly emotive techno music imbued in ‘90s spirit. to date it’s three ep’s have been remixed by luminaries such as giorgio gigli, daub and m_rec ltd’s sadly departed chief max_m. piovesan joined the key roster soon after as part of a split ep with another (then) up-and-comer, hector oaks. his two works, “black paranoid 7” and “black paranoid 10”, were clean, steely dj fodder underscored with a dark energy that made both of them potent club weapons. now piovesan returns with four cuts of surging, remorseless marching material design to tear up strobe-lit basements and big room halls alike. for djs who take no prisoners, who enjoy calling on the old techno ghosts too.

ltd pressing , following the frankly huuuuuge norsk tripping release we get another xl rune portion, this time on his own drum island imprint... disko romeiko, as the title may suggest is a stomping, campfire lit and admittedly unlikely culture clash of greek and norwegian music. a vocoder laced, up-tempo workout of norse disco technique and traditional greek melodies that is a surefire dancefloor delight. remixes come from rune collaborator in chief, oyvind blikstad, who pitches the vocoder vox front and centre and strips back the groove while amping up the drama. finally baz reznik opts for a rumbling, acid laced house take... quite a package

the newly minted kepler sound imprint inaugurates its first 12inch with four tracks arranged over the past year in a dimly lit apartment, positioned somewhere in eastern europe. ks001 lends itself to intergalactic exploration, with each helping forged through their proportionate machine-love. from the aside backing petrol, to the thrust of 106b, this record forties raw, 4/4 tracks for the planetary motion and beyond. 1st record from the alter ego of california-born producer urulu (voyage, lets play house) vinyl only release....

the story begins at the heideglühen club in berlin where the true romance crew saw ojpb play. in the midst of his set he dropped a mysterious track that completely lit the crowd up, it was e-lane 2 troy. in this offering, true romance introduces montreal based ojpb (also known as bowly, dÐd, mtsp). through this alias, french-born olivier borzeix delivers raw and adventurous rhythms sourcing his inspirations in rare funk disco nuggets and the golden age of house music, blending it into what he likes to call : hypnotic soul. e-lane 2 troy is an uplifting cosmic mind bender. with its brilliant disco loops and infectious trance inducing melody, this is one that will fill and fire up dancefloors all over.

middleburough lads aaron turner and tom brown make their return to 1080p as perfume advert, following up what i must say was one of the breakthrough early cassette releases of the label (tulpa, from back in 2013) with a vivid and kinetic wash of tech-house and and deeply-layered house—extremely heavy night-drive vibes and more abstracted mesmeric feelings lit with pulsating textures and their distinctly murky cosmics.

rustling pillows, irate flamingos, drums thumped feverishly in basements. tweaked cassettes, noisy buses, restless hands tapping dashboard rhythms in thick dusk traffic. found sound, musique concre&#768,,te, stuttering drum loops forged in twilight boredom — hyperedited into ruminative dance collages. pillow by mischa lively (ne&#769,,e barton, blake): 4 songs, 25 minutes, a hybrid of exertion and uplift. pillow marks both the nashville native’s debut for racecar and the denouement of an evolution. once rigidly stuck to notions of how rhythm should be utilized — barton is a trained percussionist — the producer eventually realized the potential in limiting himself to a minimalist diet of new and archived drum loops from which to build songs. studying myriad treatment techniques, barton then executed a vision unmoored to binary ideas about “live” versus “electronic,” blurring lines as he composed with an ear for idm, dub, techno, and ambient music. hence pillow: a vast assemblage of rhythm and sound performed to mirror the spirit of dance records. indeed, the 12” is as ripe for warehouse parties as meditative nights alone, headphones affixed, candles lit, marveling at the mysteries humans conjure with physical limbs. “rhythm is instinctual to me,” barton remarks when asked about his preference for recording analogue patterns versus beats sourced from 1s and 0s. “and i dislike sitting nearly as much as working from computers.” movement, then, is a virtue to barton, and in mischa lively he’s found a taut, elegant, propulsive vehicle in which to explore it.

kris- & konflikthantering iii/iii (kln009) is the final ending with 2, 14-minute plus tracks. one dedicated to the ancient rave grounds of hellasgarden where it all began in terms of dancing in dirty fields lit by sonar sweeps from the broadcast masts and strobes visible all the way to the city. the last song is the very live version of sabor latino, birds from the garden, hypnotic basses from the mc-202 and shimmering arps from the sun, a sunrise anthem in its own. let the summer begin

blawan smashing it yet again.

transmitting from their mist-filled, strobe-lit lair, group niob join the ranks of pomelo with an ep of pure-bred, cavernous underground techno. founded by prolific cheap records alumni and long-standing pomelo contributor gerhard potuznik (aka g.d.luxxe, gdx, pin-ups in exile) and his hardware-obsessed partner martin sovinz (aka dibek), group niob follow up their previous releases on their jointly run phlox imprint with two tracks of techno perfection: ‘nue’ starts the ep in high tension mode – grumbling bass lines, endless echoes, and a punishing groove complement the track’s subarctic atmosphere. on the flip side, ‘target’ turns the heat up a notch with a warm, rolling bass, hypnotic chords and dubbed out stabs, dubbed out and acidified by pomelo’s own daniel lodig for his ep-closing remix

past midnight. empty streets. from an ill lit doorway a sound. a woman. shadow. a scent. drawn into one. smoke and synthesizer music swirls. bionda e lupo. crossing the threshold, tripping into twilight. analogue emotion, styles twirled like garlands. nervous shuffles and the touch of fingertips. weaving, bodies twirl as morning shoulders into night. the realisation. the edge of eyes. curl of lip. the click of heels with creak of floor. feeling flows, ebbs, cascades and floods. lipstick and heavy perfume. two forms swimming in currents, bending to one another in the warm glow of aging speakers. breath and pulse quicken. electricity spiked with passion. the final embrace. whispered promises. a kiss.

cardopusher appears as if by magic on super rhythm trax to drop four acid bangers. there are no frills or pretensions here, just jugular acid trax that dont mess around. straight up, solid and perfect for dark strobe lit basements. this ep channels the rawness with aplomb.

dark ambient from the posh isolation crew - black 12 inch + mix cd by greh holger + insert.

nice price deal !!! ltd nice price sales pack , incl roman 001 & roman 002 (mod ep & lit ep)

a dead party mix for the lost souls of this world. tony boggs (aka joshua treble) is also known for his collaborations with mitchell akiyama as letters letters on type records and desormais on akiyamas own intr_version label. zero likes was recorded as tony s brother spent his last days in hospice, sampled life support machines and nurses whispers inter-splice hazy drones and jaded lo-fi beats. unfollow zooms in, giving us a dimly lit skeleton, dizzying motorik beats and paranoid textures undulate freely beneath the steady pulse.

northside ‘82 is proud to welcome smart bar resident savile to the label for our second release. entitled suffer play, this three track ep imagines an alternate reality where minimal house takes an extended detour through chicago, strapping on the city’s famous jacking percussion for a more robust but equally razor sharp sound. “spaced” opens the record with a jolt of jacking house, pairing a limber bass line with tense percussion and pinpoint vocal samples. “1pm morning” is inviting and warm, a richly crafted environment lit by by resonating bass, wallpapered with sharpened guitar strums, and decorated with jangling percussion and clavinet accents. closer, “recipes from nowhere”, is the dreamiest of them all, letting melodies bubble around the track’s bass line backbone and swaddling listeners in melancholic pads. altogether an exceptional record from one of the city’s brightest young.

broken tv techno and panorama noise compilation that looks to expand peoples perceptions of what can open up a dimly lit space.

out on the floor firecrackers that ignited the northern soul boom on soul for dancers, journalist (mojo, record collector) and r&b authority lois wilson takes a trip back in time to the rare soul scene s roots, to where it all began if you like. many of the 32 tracks on this 2lp vinyl set (selected from the 61-track 2cd compilation) filled the floor at manchester s the twisted wheel and london s the scene club, both precursors of the wigan casino, blackpool mecca, the golden torch in stoke et al. the sparks that lit the fuse, these early triumphs would give rise to an era defining scene, one which became a treasured subcultural phenomenon.

do we know that jacques canetti recorded jacques higelins first disc in 1965? their meeting dates back to 1954, while jacques higelin was 14 years old and was already singing trénet. canetti used to refuse working with teenagers, whatever their talent. to celebrate his 50 years career, the release of his new album, and a residency to the philharmonie de paris, jacques canettis productions reissue his first album in cd and vinyl format. this edition contains two exclusive duos with the famous french talented singer brigitte fontaine and jimmy walter. the vinyl release comes in gatefold sleeve and includes the album on cd.

it grabs you and turns you round. resistance is futile. fall into it gleefully because the darkness has been lit, there is a chill in the air and you feel as taut as a bow. laurent pastor and marc lapeyre (fkclub) are responsible for decadanse where ice doesnt hurt anymore according to the whisper in the title track. the label head was convinced by his partner to start production in a basement studio to create a sound using guitars and synthesisers. the coming together of these 2 strong (id)entities has culminated in an ep which is cinematic (train in vein, easy drive), distinguished post-punk (plan b) and electronic (decadanse). and when susuma makai ventures into the meandering ruin, he delivers a mind-blowing version.

since 2010, jackie house aka jacob sperber has been driving the a&r side of the san francisco dance-music troupe running the hnytrx label and producing remixes with other members under the honey name. putting label duties on hold in 2013 sperber cocooned into his music studio, entering as a brave brunette and exiting as an ambitious blonde. * stydive * is jackie s debut to wax and has as much house-party in it as it does warehouse 4am. with a vocal sample nod to punk s past, * stydive* pogo dances to dusty and stuttering live/analog drum rhythms and skips along a rude and infectious bass-line. bound to find lovers of all persuasions for its dub-esque qualities, instantly recognizable hook, and open relationship with house music, this tune begged to have it s own side. that said, there is always room for some matrixxman who takes stydive to a strobe lit south of market darkroom in his remix on the b. spurting erotic lazers around a cavernous kick, this tune finishes off even the most experienced edger.

seriously underground minimal house on offer here from chicagos hakim murphy under a new alias. kallabo is the kind of mysterious, candle lit deep house you d hear on a giegling record. -porta- shuffles and bleeps in a more uptempo outing where you can hear the noise of tape in the background, competing with the hiss of the 808 hats to stunning effect. boops bring the funk in this reductionist house jam for analogue freaks. finally raw intuition stomps away with its brutal modular synth bassline run through a delay and knocking down everything in sight! highly recommended!

mark e makes a rapid return after the hugely successful e-versions series, we now embark e-work! while e-versions celebrated the full, dazzling shimmer of the disco ball lit dancefloor, e-work turns down the lights, and turns up the system for some pared down sonic sorcery mark channels his years of experience, digging, djing and producing to distill the essence of the chicago house blueprint & divert into an altogether more 21st century destination emotive, muscular machine jams then, in vocal and instrumental versions. lets work!

no fires were lit during the production of these tracks. 21 years bc. i don t need those defibrillators. be kind, go vegan. 300 copies for the universe. love is the answer. nail x.

two of ny s finest collaborate as happy family ! we re going back to strobe-lit, day-glo, warehouse territory for these extra large portions of acid soaked dancefloor abandon. limited us import - one press only get on it!

eddy romero & frink were digging in the rock formations beneath earth s crust and have quarried a track which was forged into the newest schallbox-vinyl straight by the pressure of the continental plates! schallbox018 is an expedition through a scarcely lit tunnel, down into a mysterious and cryptic underworld. the tracks pull fiction and element unfold a maelstrom that takes us ever deeper down into a dark abyss. pull fiction in m.ins remix version is a percussive club monster that gives over to sparsely flickering lights revealing the way onwards, while the mystical voices in steve cole & ronald christophs remix of element take us back into the daylight again.
played & supported by: someone else / david keno / marc depulse / mihai popoviciu / sven dohse / stacey pullen / paco osuna / marco fender / riva starr / jesse rose / forest people / animal trainer / ramon tapia / dj w!ld / hermanez / hanne & lore / deepshape / beatamines / filtertypen / ante perry /kiko martínez / björn wilke / dj hildegard / marc poppcke / helmut dubnitzky

with iyewaye, the first solo-ep after the release of his fifth album i am ok last year, oliver koletzki shows himself in a new, but not altogether unfamiliar light: since his breakthrough in 2005 with der mückenschwarm koletzki hasnt sounded this hard. gone is the pop-angle, replaced by a dark sound-aesthetic and raw energy. but even here, in the techno realm, oliver koletzki demonstrates his inimitable sense for melody: thus, the gloomy and driving framework of iyewaye is lit up by a crystal-clear synth-sequence. similarly, ipuza, which hypnotizes by way of reduction and repetition, is funky in its core thanks to a rolling tribal groove. functional, but with heart and soul.