filled with unique nuances and creative vocal sampling, knee rattling base and a sprinkle of synthesisers which hum and snap, enter requite the latest offering from tape throb puppeteer and master of distortion the cyclist. progress through tracks which dip their rhythmic toes into techno, no wave and psychedelia, bridged across the divide by the artistic tropes of a musician who knows both his stamp and his reach. dissimilar and yet united, material and yet transient, requite is a favour returned from an adherence to the andrew morrison project, a response for the love which bent brass and set bones in motion. a flourish, now for the attentive requite

baltra has been plying his trade for a few years now, dealing in a distinctly retro brand of house music that could easily pass for a forgotten chicago cut were it not for subtle touches of advanced production tucked away in the mix. on this single for tape throb, the warbling synth tones of up 2 you sound like a perfect fit for the label, while twist of fate smooths things out a more melancholic mood atop a classic jack beat. feds watching strains under a cloud of grit that adds to the backwards glancing vibe of the record, while dis aura opts for a marginally more modern approach spelt out by the plush polysynth tones that pulse throughout.

having lurked in the tape scene for many moons, al-90 brings his dishevelled house sound to the dancefloor with this single for tape throb. despite the name of the label, this is in fact destined for vinyl, and leads with the fuzzy yet funky cheremushki groove, assisted in the process by monokle. there s a whiff of gerry read s dusty production values present on fluid, but al-90 seems locked into a more discernible beat. that changes on cataract with its degraded hardcore breaks drowning under a sea of unforgiving processing, while tape throb label boss the cyclist is an appropriate choice of remixer to finish the record with a crunchy yet focused version of cheremushki groove

1984 chicago punk classic back on wax! limited edition hand #d 140g color wax + 2 sided 12x18 full color poster

electro techno by john langdon & kayta casio !!!

ultraphat crunch techno monster 4 track ep

olento the second album by mika vainio from 1996 together with metri is one of the seminal works for understanding mika vainio s core of work. here olento is reissued for the very first time available on vinyl.

it s been nearly 15 years since this originally hit the shelves, which literally took the immersive atmospheric sound of echospace and brought it right to the floor. with cv313 s -sailingstars- the spirit continues as they go on to preach the gospel of deep with a rippling exercise in space and bass. a sort of slow motion movement in tone and 38 hz sub frequency which nearly verges on the disturbing, a sonic threshold quite hard to achieve in a vinyl cut. the power of repetition and subtle atmosphere are clearly demonstrated here by bringing the listener to an almost hypnotic state within its melodic spatial grooves. the b side offers two immense reductions, equally effective providing a low end throb, analog spirit and organic textures captured in zero gravity, it s like truly sailing among the stars. lovingly remastered and mixed down from the original analog 1/4- reel to reel tape, strictly limited to 300 copies for the world.

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der argentinische maestro ist seit 10 jahren teil der bass culture familie und wir könnten nicht glücklicher sein, ihn mit einem seiner stärksten releases wieder auf dem label zu begrüßen.

ploy presents his new album unlit signals

spiritual jazz..

the 1993 album from janet jackson back on 180 gram double vinyl, housed in a gatefold sleeve with download code included.

downtempo, new-wave and alternative pop, stitched together with a leftfield dancefloor throb

s. crosbie s dark arts has become an essential label for many of the key players looking to work more underground dancefloors, and continues to evolve with da09. things lift off with the slowly building bassline throb of cellular before the twisted electro depth of holophane glides into view. transmission 09 is a masterclass in atmospheric, glitchy dancefloor electronics. finally, the techno of anterior is a flawless exercise in lithe, funk-filled minimalism. dark arts: simply killer machine music designed to move both mind and feet. check.

apollo welcomes ambient legend bvdub aka san franciscan brock van wey for a new album drowning in daylight .
van wey debuts on apollo with his stunning new album drowning in daylight, exploring cavernous soundscapes on a grand canvas that throb with a delicate intimacy. a stalwart dj and promoter of the halcyon 90s san francisco rave scene, van wey fled to china in the early 2000s to escape the curdling of his musical dreams as the scene became more commercial. since his return he s been incredibly prolific in his creation, etching out peerless ambient works that have captivated listeners with their delicate melody and fascinating textures through releases for the likes of echospace, kompakt and styrax - 2018 s a different definition of love marks his 30th bvdub album to date. classically trained in piano and violin as a child, van wey s symphonic approach to ambience is truly remarkable, epic in it s scale with each of it s 4 tracks clocking in around the 20 minute mark, drowning in daylight envelops the listener in swathes of nostalgic pads and nested layers of distortion, strings and haunted voices. drowning in daylight could well be van wey s crowning achievement to date and a testament to the power of instrumental abstract music to emotionally engulf the listener.

tabernacle aren t as known for their reissue work, but here they ve made an exception to shine a light on a truly astounding hidden gem lost in the dry ice haze of the early 90s. phuture classical appendix a originally came out on cassette in 1992 on drome tapes in the netherlands, showcasing a low key selection of artists exploring the limits of deep, dark techno and house. now spread across three 12inch releases, these treasured curios now get the widespread release they deserve, leading in with the haunting self-titled track from paradize disowned before the gritty techno throb of gee lee by dj zero one. considered in their execution and immensely evocative of the underbelly of early rave culture, these releases are ones that discerning old-skool heads will not want to miss.

consistently vibrating at a frequency beyond the conventional realms of house and techno, untilmyheartstops returns with a particularly captivating transmission from furtive jazz-peddling beatsmith tom ellis. this release serves as an opportunity for the freerotation regular to move into a techno-inflected space without losing his handle on delicate, evocative pathways through the minimal milieu. the subtle throb of -solastalgia- sounds especially at home on umhs, hinging around snaking machine rhythms and a buttery bassline that could easily go on for days without growing tiresome. watch out for the unavoidable consequence of you though a feisty party heater that finds ellis dipping his toe into the sample / edit snakepit and pulling out a python

returning with renewed force after henning baer’s unbreakable debut lp, manhigh’s sixth release comes from a name already well-known in techno circles. sciahri is the italian producer whose luminous 2014 debut on the celebrated ilian tape’s itx experimental series immediately announced his presence, followed by another on the label and two eps for the highly-rated black opal offshoot of opal tapes by 2016. he was simultaneously occupied with his ambient-leaning unknot duo with emanuele porcinai, better known as wsr on samuel kerridge’s contort label. 2017 saw the launch of his sublunar imprint and a tripartite release from him featuring a more streamlined sound than the craggy broken-beat style familiar from ilian tape. sciahri’s manhigh ep opens with ‘demur’, showcasing his most dour, industrial sounds, scraping metallic highs against the unrelenting impacts of reverberating kicks and subbass drone. ‘forbidden’ holds its forces more in reserve, the cycling, mechanical soundscape maintaining a spacious, ambient aspect, worked against a broken rhythm more implied than explicitly stated. returning to full intensity for ‘reliance’, he tightly coils the core elements around deftly-deployed percussion and a militaristic, pounding rhythm in the bass and kicks. henning baer’s reinterpretation of ‘demur’ saves little from the original apart from its overriding tension, instead adding a layer of nearly-tonal pads and an unremitting acidic bass throb pushing forwards inexorably.

the safe trip organisation has been broadcasting their musical version of a traditional numbers station on the frequency 5079. human intelligence suggests the agent behind four regular, ear-pleasing transmissions is the safe trip associate artis. using a specially modified one-time pad, we were able to decipher these undercover operatives. the ethereal, dreamy, arpeggio-driven throb of panthera pardus, with its poignant tone and undulating lead lines, was clearly meant as a warning.. the same could be said of -cetacea-, where melancholic synthesizer sounds and meandering electronics gently wind their way around hybrid electronic/acoustic percussion. panic set in once we deciphered giganthopithecus, a composition littered with frequent increases in percussive intensity and a mind-altering melodic refrain. our hunch that artis was ordering immediate action by agents was confirmed by delphinae, whose colourful melodic fluidity, futurist new age construction and layered wooden drum hits deeply affected our researchers. we ordered our own agents to raid the station, but artis had long since scuttled off into the hazy morning sunshine.

!k7 are pleased to announce forest swords as the next curator of the ever essential dj-kicks series. following acclaimed albums on ninja tune and tri angle, soundtrack and installation work, and remixes of the likes of bjork, matthew barnes aka forest swords has curated a 25-track compilation that draws a line between past inspirations and his current peers. like much of his own output, his dj-kicks skirts around pristine electronics and embraces more organic textures: 80s post punk (anna domino, dead can dance), classic 90s british electronica (orbital, mira calix), and smokey digi-dub (rhythm & sound), all rub up alongside some of the most forward-facing producers working today (demdike stare, laurel halo, fis). the compilation sifts through rhythms, shifting speeds and emotions: from pop icon neneh cherrys primal thudding to the zombified throb of exclusive forest swords track crow via deena abdelwaheeds clattering deconstructions to the euphoric two-step of djrum. its a collection of tracks that feels as restlessly curious and weighty as barnes own work. the double vinyl release includes a download code.

organic analogue broadens its remit on this killer boogie inflected diversion from italian producer croza. where the label has been often associated with deeper techno and electro, it sounds right at home exploring the moog bass licks and snappy drum programming that pours like a fine wine out of every track. night heat is the perfect lead track, all steamy synth throb and funky guitar licks, while feel turns up the pressure with a proto house burner that would have set the paradise garage alight. also look out for a rare appearance from ad bourke, who cruises on to the record to deliver a blissed out version of night heat for the smokiest of sundown situations.

returning after recent 12” on the cyclist’s tape throb to native fuselab al-90 together with his moscow-based colleague dx2ov starts a new round of his firm advanced tape house with a more complex approach thus even more groovy and wavy. 2 tracks of 4-4 beats, flowing tape layers plus touchy melodies and dx2ov’s quirky tricks for this spring’s floors.

we re not sure who s behind the mysterious ac-exp project, but the shadowy figure returns with more of that strange, submerged house music he s been tickling discerning djs with over the past few years. after taking last year off, 1a is a fine place to start things up again with a strutting jack track carrying acidic synth pulses that flirt with measured delay processing. its a jam that sounds steamy and sinister all at once. 1b maintains this restrained but seductive vibe with the slightly trancey throb of the lead synths pivoting around the snappy drums to great effect.

it s been a while since we last heard from flord king, who has popped up on junk yard connections as well as regularly featuring on lyssna. it s the latter label he returns to now, and he s got some focused, stripped down club fare to impart. -el klassiko- is a shuffling, funky minimal house jam with some wriggling melodies and a subby bass throb, while -avocado in blue- does a quirkier turn with some crafty synth flex that really stands out from the crowd. -bob- too is a distinctive cut with some detailed layers of dubby ripples and errant computer debris quivering and shaking over the mellow pads and steady beat. -deep diff- twists out some cheeky bass and an overall emotive mood that ends the record on a poignant tip.

a voice in the ether. a calm, clement drone. a gentle, pulsing throb. like the ghost of a forgotten future as imagined by the distant past, certain creatures sophomore lp nasadiya sukta is a study in timelessness - crystalline, heartfelt ambient music designed to push light through shadow. nasadiya sukta is the debut release on mysteries of the deep, a record label dedicated to total sensory immersion. mysteries (as its known colloquially and affectionately) launched in 2011 after a particularly fruitful late-night mixing session, first as a cult podcast series dedicated to narcotic music of all kinds, subsequently expanding into a series of seasonal events. now, with the release of nasadiya sukta, mysteries of the deep becomes a full-fledged outlet for music to play in the dark. certain creatures is the alias of brooklyn-based artist oliver chapoy, and nasadiya sukta was crafted especially for mysteries of the deep. its genesis came when grant aaron, mysteries proprietor, tapped chapoy to perform at mysteries halloween event in 2015. his performance was the nights axis point, bridging earlier subdued sounds with late-night upbeat moods. two years later, reworked and reconfigured, this performance is reborn as nasadiya sukta. although divided into six tracks, nasadiya coheres into a single extra-terrestrial mass, its beautiful understated elegance encouraging repeat listens. simultaneously harking back to ambient classics from the 90s (you know who they are) while cementing chapoy as a visionary artist with his own unique voice, nasadiya sukta is one for the space travellers indeed.

nereid appears out of the techno mists on the newly minted warped core label shrouded in mystery, with subtle monochrome head twisters to match. umea leads the charge on the a side with an ethereal trip into dubby soundscapes filled out with plentiful reverb and pattering rhythms to snake straight into your cerebellum. operator has an instructive bass throb carrying it along, although it imparts a similar steely aesthetic to the opening track. neptune is no slouch either, using nagging mid-range percussion and eerie bleeps to spell out stern, functional techno of the deepest kind.

goings third effort is a joint release by silent water and meakusma. recorded in the span of one year in monthly recording sessions, it sees them venture off into an at times melismatic and contrasting contemplation on forward musical propulsion, 70s crossover jazz and minimalistic and at times downright futuristic electronic music. over the course of two spun out yet concentrated pieces, light and dark are built into a mesmerizing musical reverie that is equally as contemplative as it is explicitly emotional and confrontational. melodic as well as rhythmic accents diverge and coalesce with ease and poise, a subtle yet incessant throb defining everything throughout. record includes free download code + additional bonus track. running time side a - 24:43 / side b - 24:22 released in a gatefold cover.

perpetually locked into a disco groove, pete herbert has already impressed this year with the splendour of his releases on nang alongside martin denev, but on this new 12inch for riot gear he s stepping out on his own. the record actually leads in with the plush, romantic throb of the yam who? remix of -expresso before the original takes over with a more peppy, borderline hi-nrg approach. on the b side bottin gets to take no big thing to task with a version rich in electro funk synthlines, while the original sports some piano house chops and enough sizzling dancefloor energy to ignite a ruckus in a retirement home.

quadratschulz delivers his debut album -ww303-. ten tracks make up this vision, a vision of lazers, pulsing neon and gleaming chrome. arcade game memories. curls of acid. electrofunk vocals. synth wave chic. and even some past greats. all are lovingly folded together in this rich and diverse collection. styles are juxtaposed. 303 bars throb and strings soar in the lilting -der rasende roland- whereas -robotic dancer- struts to a future-world funk. quadratschulz sculpts his sound with a wonderfully warm and autumnal quality, as in the cascading synth showers of ferrofluid. yet there are colder moments, the frigid flows of kran sprouting into the chilly house tones of piloten. a tribute to the groundbreaking lfo is also included. bleep festooned chicanery is the offering as ring the bell takes you back to the infamous warehouse parties of 90s britain. and if that weren t enough, the 2lp also comes with downloads for some cracking remixes by dmx krew, andreas gehm, kettel, chris moss acid and posthuman to name but a few. a wide angle view of quadratschulz s unique sound.

takef heads the second release of young toulouse-based collective shawarma records, with a club-smashing tape. strong beats throb through a melt of acid lines and trance-inspired fxs, this one is a deathfloor killing machine.

jamie paton has been a regular fixture on emotional especial since the label first came to light, conjuring up a seductive blend of leftfield dance music with a broad range of influences. this time around he s turning out some of his remixes, leading in with the sweaty, dense throb of sexy merlins see you in the dark. guy schlaloms habibi by way of contrast becomes a lighter confection peppered with bubbly synth lines and an almost poppy persuasion. blancmanges feel me has a more cosmic lilt in its voluminous tones, and overdrive by gatos negros drifts out on an off-kilter kind of boogie for all manner of deviant dancers to get head-nodding to.

2 classics on one 12 single, gems excavated from the deepest realms of the tk disco vaults.on side a we have former foxy frontman ishmael ish ledesma with his sublime esoteric disco cut from 1979 called don t stop , a deep, late night diamond of a track that will appeal to the more left-field disco lovers out there. don t stop has long been a favourite with the diggers with it s sweet vocals, synth heavy production and overall cosmic vibe. a beauty of a track indeed and one of tk s lesser known cuts. side b sees fusion guitarist john tropea s 1979 cosmic classic living in the jungle , a long time spin of dj s like daniele baldelli and dj harvey. infusing tropea s rock sensibilities with the throb of the disco dance-floor the track is a low slung, midtempo groover that touches all the right spots. overall, this essential double-header is a must have for all disco heads and left-field dj fiends.

brendon moeller makes a neat fit on vancouver island s finest outpost of dusky avant-techno. moeller has of course turned his hand to many different shades of rhythm over the course of his career, but there s something in his blown out, dub-smoked sound that aligns perfectly with the autumnal introspection of silent season. the results live up to the promise, from the warm but melancholic throb of glow to the oppressive sub pulse of abandon. the hike takes things into more abstract territory, and then yearning rounds the record off on an oblique swinging techno tip trasnmitted from out in the leftfield.

canadian label silent season continues its mission to marry modern electronic music processes with the ancient nature of the label s base on vancouver island, this time turning to mosam howieson to deliver a four track ep of ambient techno experimentation. the melbourne-based artist has a unique approach that should appeal to lovers of heavyweight bass pressure and subtle, moody cinematics, not least on opening track i. there s a submerged acid throb to ii, but only after time spent lingering in a beatless reverie. loaded with surprises at every turn, this record has a lot of depth that should it rewarding faithful listeners for a long time to come.

madcap and jaybee team up to create the musical masterpiece called “settle down”. the song starts out rather jazzy, with it’s smooth rhodes keys and heavy cymbal riding drum lines. when the song hits the breakdown, the whole tone of the tune changes. the punchy sub bassline is unleashed and becomes one of the driving forces of the track. echoing reggae style vocals are beautifully weaved into the background of the track, transforming the vibe into a reggae/dub style d&b classic. the amen drums also help to create an intoxicating energy that make this one a sure thing for dance floor mayhem. instant classic!
“hear comes” takes over where “settle down” left off. the song begins with big amen drums, backed with a reggae style skanking guitar chop. during the breakdown, a thoughtful roots reggae vocal sample is introduced that helps lift the track into a true dubwise gem. when the drop hits, the baseline kicks in and begins to wobble and throb behind all the deep atmospherics. the track has a beautiful breakdown, which takes the listener to a more melodic place. after a moment of serenity, the song breaks back into the chaotic old school flavor, which madcap does so well. this one’s a beauty!!

following releases on hot creations and electronique, sean branton drops the sublime ‘night mode ep’, the first release on new vinyl-only house imprint virtue records.
the title track is an exquisite slice of melodic, emotionally-charged house music: a cut that will undoubtedly work on the dancefloor while its impact will remain with you for hours afterwards. ‘flights’ similarly works on multiple levels, with the powerful low-end throb providing a hefty backbone from which intricate rhythms and melodies are let loose. wrapping up the ep is ‘lead’, in which a wandering bassline and syncopated, bubbling synths give way to shimmering pads and ethereal sighs: a truly stunning climax to an ep that fittingly sets out both label and producer stalls for what promises to be a breakthrough year ahead.

ltd repress ,that is with pleasure that rutilance signs janeret, a close friend for the ninth release. 4 productions in the deepness, a kind of house that janeret likes particularly. the b2 will probably bring you in the atmosphere.

since their inception in 2013, east london duo payfone have been breathing warm-blooded soul into their unique machine-fuelled groove. drawing the dots between the white isle and nu yorica - by way of london s narcotic nightlife - the pair conjure a rhythmic throb and soulful devotion all of their own. together, phil passera and chieka ononye buzz along the fault lines of classic r&b, cosmic disco and acid house, injecting their sound with 21st century syncopation. adhering to a strict no samples rule, their manifesto demands that everything be 100 percent original. it s a formula that s worked well so far: the pair have been widely tipped across the blogosphere and are currently linked to celebrated us imprint golf channel recordings. following three sold-out releases for the label, they return with another pair of discreet bangers, justified and we are chains. the tracks turn up the heat on their previous releases, again offering the vocals of performance powerhouse louis howard jones whose lyrics spark with a political punch.

power station continue to present their penchant for dark dance club sounds as the third edition of the kris baha-led imprint looks to another melbourne local by way of lochlan denholm aka disrute. after surfacing on the labels sampler debut just last year, reflexivity sees lochlan a chance to explore his style of twisted, pulsing homage to new wave and motorik throb. anvil landing wastes no time laying down intentions. sparse friendly drums are met with a modulating bass line and lazy arpeggio, an incessant sonar pulses and drum rolls intensify. snorkel continues the mid-tempo intensity, distressed kick counterpoint with aggressive stabs that rise and swirl before reaching a powerful climax, a track reminiscent of the 2000 s turbo-charged italo disco edits. on the flip we see japanese supergroup mascaras, made up of chida and 5ive (cos/mes) tackle unreleased kabutops. vocal fans of disrute s kabu track from the label sampler, here mascaras provide a fast paced acid-heavy reinterpretation, intense yet restrained with erratic drum trickery taking disrute to techno territory. finally, disrute reflects with title track reflexivity. digital arpeggios and a brooding one note bass work around curt cress style harmonic drums, a low slung piece for the early evening. hand drawn picture sleeve and label, a complete package that signals exciting times for power station ahead.

best records own luminary claudio casalini was at the helm for this one-shot studio project that captures italo disco at its most exuberant and organic. originally released in 1984, the bassline on -stop your lies- is a quintessential slice of synthetic throb from a golden era, but the electronic elements are wonderfully offset by rich instrumentation and a brilliantly camp vocal performance from the unnamed boy-girl combo. the vocal mix on the a side is strong enough for a single-sided cut, but the instrumental on the flip widens out the reach of the record and really lets casalini s superb production shine through

nice price deal !!! alessandro bocci s first official full-length album under the m16 guise considerably fleshes out the portrait previously established on the eps he s issued since the alias s 2004 inception (prior to m16, the bologna-based producer was a member of starfuckers). in its early going, lack corner after the beat sessions sounds like it might shape up into a solid but well-behaved collection of artful techno, in particular when armati opens the set promisingly with four minutes of metronomic, bass-heavy throb, and lab 1 follows suit with an agitated broil of bottom-heavy locomotion. but a more experimental side gradually begins to declare its presence in the rippling crackle and buzzing whirrs that threaten to smother the combustible beat undercurrent pounding throughout lab 1. sounding perfectly at home in this context, the already-heard ep cut agenzia 13 then works a thunderously thudding kick drum and ricocheting percussive accents into a roiling groove that grows ever more forceful until it reaches a steamrolling climax.

willrijk joins the lt roster with a dust-flecked, deep aquatic release of ambient house. escapist elements with pangs of elation and dry roasted bass-lines that crackle with every throb. proper deep-diving, late night house music.

over the last few years, dutch electronic misfit vc-118a has delivered a number of killer eps and 12inch singles, each packed with sharp-edged electro, spacey techno, and industrial-strength analogue house. shift regsiter is his second full-length excursion his debut, international airlines, appeared on lunar disko back in 2012 and offers an expansive and hugely atmospheric journey through his trademark sound. naturally, there s much to admire across the 14 tracks, from the woozy, spaced-out electro-dub of input mode and the sparkling idm of serial data transmission, to the ultra-deep throb of radiation curve, and the hard-wired dancefloor bounce of the drexciya-like apex

over the last year, daniel martin-mccormick has been exploring new terrain as relaxer, releasing a series of eps on the project s eponymous label. the third installment follows the paranoid whispers and mossy drip of the first two, yet is the most direct so far. “forming” and “forming (version)” offer distinct takes on a simple rhythmic motif, the first reaching for the heavens, and the b2 “version” sinking into hell. both develop gradually, drawing in the dance floor before unleashing, the a-side’s yearning strings and thunderclaps overflow with emotion, while “version” is a vortex of ever-escalating, dark intensity. in between is “monday,” a teeming environment with a deep bass throb, pounding drums, and shimmering percolating melodies.

given the underground acclaim heaped on marie davidson s previous albums - ultra-stylish affairs that blend elements of minimal wave, dark italo-disco, off-kilter electro and moody ambient - it s little surprise to see her popping up on minimal wave offshoot cititrax. the album s nine tracks are largely sharp, rough and fuzzy, with sparse-but-dense drum machines rhythms underpinning bouncy, delay-laden synth lines, thrusting electronics and davidson s sleazy, spoken word vocals. it s an attractive combination that guarantees thrills throughout, from the almost claustrophobic throb of -denial-, to the mutant electrofunk bounce of -good vibes-.