drifting as a snow-smattered cloud from the north, breathing icy winds crackling with the splinters of crystal water and effervescent dust, hedge maze returns to the lobster theremin fold with four gently glowing tracks-from-the-hut that span crunchy house, hotel elevator ambient, deep-sea techno and skittering percussive drone. sand-blasted productions that curdle and bake with the treatment of valve-driven machinery, steadily condensing ideas on a window pane in todmorden.

the berlin-based producer is kicking off his label with a four-track single. while he is perhaps not as name-checked as some of the hardware hawking house heads of modern times, arttu snellman has been working hard at gritty box jams for a good few years now. he first appeared under his arttu guise in 2011 with the nuclear funk and fear diluted singles on royal oak and philpot respectively, and then proceeded to wheel out tunes for 4 lux and chiwax over the ensuing years. prior to the tough-edged pump of his current ventures, you could find snellman indulging in a more laptop-centric kind of practice under the name lump. this more minimalistic, glitchy house fodder could be found on labels such as karloff, morris/audio and süd electronic amongst many others. back in the here and now though, arttu was last spotted on clone jack for daze earlier this year with the rave dogz 12”, and next up he’s taking matters into his own hands. existing fans of arttu will be more than pleased with the heavyweight, crunchy tackle that inhabits cyblo01. this is dynamic business with same heft found on previous releases from snellman, mixed in with the cheeky flair that has always marked his productions out in a crowded marketplace.

following on from last years exceptional ‘obsession ep’ from art crime is a budding young talent by the name of will lister. originally from lyme regis, will moved up to london to attend goldsmiths university and in his spare time he helps us out behind the counter here at the shop. when he’s not here at the shop you can also hear him playing records on his balamii radio show or his monthly club night, ‘the aten’. ‘the phantom ep’ is his production debut and we’re extremely happy to be putting it out on our main imprint. the title track opens up the ep with heavily reverbed pads, echoed claps, crunchy percussion and repetitive synth stabs that all work together to create spaced-out atmosphere that’s full of twist and turns. flipping over to the b-side, ‘after the light’ picks up the pace with a driving high-hat rhythm and full-bodied kicks that underpin warm piano keys and smooth synth lines. ‘agency’ closes proceedings by turning up the intensity to full with a masterclass in building tension.

sound carrier volume 8it’s back to the cosmos with the latest instalment in chris carrier’s always-on-point series, sound carrier. the label is a home for the prolific paris artist’s techno stylings, and no.8 in the series focuses on a galactical fight theme – taking us from terra firma up into the skies and beyond. the first track, ‘alien blaster pistol’, couldn’t be more self-explanatory. mysterious keys parade over an ominous bassline while the beats keep things moving neatly. gentle chimes and bleeps are added, initiating a dialogue between the various high frequencies located in the top end. next up is ‘mahem (magneto hydrodynamic explosive munition)’, which steps into familiar sound carrier territory, that is… slightly unhinged. rolling along at a steady pace, the tune is rough, yet light with shimmering effects and charming wobbly chunks of bass. on side b chris gets gnarly on us with ‘earth invasion’. it’s the beginning of the end, so of course the music has to match that frightening prospect. gruff beats and stomping bass collide with cymbals, crunchy snares and mutant acid licks to create a beast. finally, ‘haumea brigade’ takes us into the twilight zone again, whirring fx float above hard-hitting beats and a mean b-line. eerie pads help to maintain a chilling tone throughout. deadly, the soundtrack to the end of days here on earth... prepare to evacuate!

london based punk duo black volume are not easy to classify. their delirious industrial post punk sounds at times like proto house and at times becomes some sort of mutant electro. their b series sound is made of a conglomerate of filthy percussions, unexpected samples and something with the appearance of melody, with a weirdly addictive result. black rubber is james brown wearing black leather at 40ºc (in the shade) while suffering a mental breakdown. excentric melodies sliding down rhythmic dislexia. negative return blooms from an improvised beat with no traceable sequence, on top of which we find rubbery synth lines, creamy interferences and mysterious sampling, everything sounds like melting from old vhs footage with the future we enter a romantic dystopia. sensual and passionate but equally crunchy, it rises up through cheap calculator arpeggios, pitched vocals and obsessive bass lines. streetfight evoques a desolate landscape, devastated and radioactive. distant echoes from an extinguished human race that left behind only majestic rusty ruins.

originally released as a bandcamp-only cdr through his label subsubtropics, dieckmanns showcases a blatant disregard for conventional production in favour of a fierce and brutal sound that combines high-resonance eq meddling with crunchy, uncharacteristic samples. each track squashed into a hole in which it doesnt fit, constantly pressurised and straining down each crack and seem. a tour de force in collateral techno.

crunchy outsider disco thats always been popular with those in the know. getting strong spins through the various iterations of the euro soul scene and strong support from djs like giles peterson & floating points. these are not going to hang about long. lo-fi disco at its finest.

dueve is a very mysterious project, probably due to the intense (albeit exotic) eastern folk instrumentation that populate their sonic structures. rené audiard & ali Çak&#305,,r have been exploring a bit of it all from crunchy techno grooves to emotionally charged slow drives, and together they managed to create a very peculiar sonic balance that captivates from the moment it passes our ears.

a truly original artist is joining the lmml family. enrico mantini, who has been dropping classics one after the other since 1992. for this release he created something really special, apart from his traditional sound. three tracks that are deep, crunchy & groovy at the same time. zap right thru it...

crunchy mental flowing flavours.

french veteran dj w!ld delivers the third release on uk imprint vessel records, which features two originals plus remixes from argentinean producer franco cinelli and label founder james barnsley. plus loin is a thudding piece of robust house featuring heady toms, suspenseful drum rolls and spectral keys whilst whats up men is a more rhythmic cut containing a subtle bassline and echoing synths. on the flip, leeds producer james barnsley s version of what s up men alters the original into a peaktime-focused number with crunchy snares, until franco cinelli concludes the package with an animated rendition of plus loin.

highly recommended. marieu is back on his own imprint enlightened wax after a couple of critically and acclaimed eps on hypercolour.
“ultra thin” is a sure hit dance floor filler manufactured with super catchy funky bites wrapped on heavy rhythms and crunchy 8bit percussion. on the same side, “way out” is a premium hi-energy filtered house anthem.
on the b side, the original mix of “manner” is a mellow deeper cut built on a long spoken word tale floating over hypnotic beats, while the remix of the young talented federico brasi is an acid jacking minimalistic reinterpretation featuring solid vintage flavored drums.

rustling, hypnotic and pounding. the first release from riviera club sees skuffface and caldera stepping up and making their debut. taking a side each, skuffface draws on more ambient, laid back excursions, whilst caldera goes in, delivering some hard hitting, crunchy club cuts.

incl. markus suckut, parris mitchell & dj spider remixes! with the original release marking rekids return from hiatus, radio slave s the clone wars is now revisited with a trio of new interpretations from three distinctive talents on house & techno. on the a side, markus suckut moulds the original into the kind of no-nonsense rolling techno jam that has personified his releases for mosaic and figure. the b side enlists two us talents in the shape of parris mitchell and dj spider, with the former bringing a glitchy take on the jacking chicago house that mitchell perfected in his timeless productions for dance mania, and the latter shaping the track into crunchy weirdo techno that sits perfectly alongside his output for the trilogy tapes and his own ny-based plan b recordings.

this other space makes his viny debut on tasteful nudes with * the tom ep*. the veteran musician from sweden launches his new alias with three perfect portions of catchy machine funk. here the producer balances vintage sounds and contemporary angles, keeping his crunchy grooves fresh and floor-filling. the record artwork features original artwork by chicago artist steven vainberg.

after last autumn’s ‘knowledge ep’, héctor oaks returns to key vinyl with four more solid dancefloor fillers of the kind we’re starting to expect from the berlin-based upstart. now several records deep and with his fourth berghain set firmly behind him, these days his sound is about as honed and gratifying as skills from the booth. and ‘kepler 186f’ is the proof.
on the a-side “dissolve” sets its sinews to march on this taut, tough and punchy number. “radial clicles” then reins in the muscle a bit in favour of a more skulking, spectral slow-build. meanwhile on the b-side, “stone storage” sends cool cymbals and crunchy hats on a sinuous, calculated romp. leaving “avoid reality” to close in noisy, bombastic fashion. but watch out—this one’s a bit of a tease.

bass cultures latest release comes straight from the studio of the label head, d julz. a man who draws on dub influences, groove and deep soul-enriching rhythms, d julz is a member of the paris old school fraternity and brings that classic sound right into the 21st century with his houdini ep.across three tracks we have a selection of music that epitomises what he’ all about. the title track gets things rolling with a sultry groove pervading throughout, crunchy claps add depth while fizzing synth lines and throwback yelps give it plenty of character. second track * waiting 4 visa* is a classy breakbeat-led outing, delicate effects loom in the background entrancing the listener while the minimal composition keeps things simple and hypnotic. lastly * serendipity* takes us a few layers deeper, with a laid-back bounce and chirpy bleeps really bringing it to life. d julz shows us once again why he is one of the mainstays of the paris, a godfather who does everything with a touch of class.

zadig is back on his own imprint with three nervous and raw tracks. he founds two of them in a * rush* folder, and after a few months playing those two tracks all around the world, he decided to release the package under the title of * lost tape* with an additional jam as a bonus beat. tape 1 is a banging and hypnotic long track, with a frenetic synth and explosives hats. tape 2 is more dirty, with distorted synth and crunchy beats. tape 3 is a bonus jam, made with machine drums only.

first full ep on fear of flying from label co-founder blm since 2010’s ‘step to this. during this time the london based producers sound has found a home on jus eds underground quality label as well as tusba and the secret sundaze imprint to name a few. * queen of nowhere* is an eclectic mix with * 128 grooves* harking back to the golden era of tech house with its crunchy beats and shards of melody imbuing the track with a sense of warmth . * hmrc* delves into electro territory with a melancholy air whilst the flip sides title track * queen of nowhere* is a straight up slice of no nonsense slammin techno. the ep is rounded off nicely by the more off kilter * i got my beno*, a lovingly deep and blissful breakbeat infused ride, perfect for those after hours sessions.

norwegian duo trulz & robin throw down the gauntlet with the third vinyl-only statement from the cymawax label, delivering an acidic take on their patented ‘hot and crunchy techno with soul.’ the prolific pair from oslo have been a force in their country’s electronic music scene for over two decades, with massive singles for full pupp, eskimo recordings, and the cymasonic and cymawax labels to show for it. now, the agent acid ep finds trulz & robin infiltrating the secret lair of a 303 conspiracy and decoding a quartet of sonic documents full of heavy synthesized funk. the ep’s title track is a slinky introduction, featuring battling analog squelches and drum machine patterns while a disembodied vocal plays on top. “i disappear”, adding collaborator brokkoli on the voice, is a more in-your-face effort as its pulsating sequences give way to floor-thrilling breakdowns. the low end might of “magnetisk smultring” showcases trulz & robin’s experimental side, complete with a disconcerting middle passage that soon reveals gentle synth melodies over a hypnotic rhythm section. then “my body”, the release’s closing track, introduces mysterious feelings … percussive clicks and tones build steadily as dub effects, sharp washes, and ominous whispers take hold. the agent acid ep is another triumph for trulz & robin … a masterclass of covert nightclub maneuvers.

four blown out hardware excursions coming from new imprint allisandnot! moody, acidic machine workouts of the highest order, crunchy percussion and chugging synths meld with woozy pads all covered in hiss and tape flutter. unashamedly raw and straight up bangin !

warm, washy chords collide with bubbling, subterranean acid and crunchy drum work on this subtly epic debut from swiss newcomer, tissu, with his trippy delay-drenched synths giving everything an astral-aquatic quality.

after a strong first release contort yourself returns with events at the fatal party which comes over more as a description than a title, brimming with a bubbling sense of tension and fear. hamburg duo fallbeil kick things off in impressive style with a crunchy acid monster which twists and turns followed by two killer proto-techno cuts from legendary french industrial band die form from their 1985 tape hurt. here we find ourselves in a unsettling scenario with metallic voices scowling over clanging machines and guitar feedback in an unhinged way. the mysterious slugbug (l.i.e.s./russian torrent versions) starts the flip with goback, a creeping acidic beast moving unstoppably forward as a reverberating voice ripples throughout. any calm is then shattered by ibm a.k.a. jamal moss whose remix of die form hammers home a tough seven minutes of mangled synths, bubbling acid and thundering drums. a highly recommended, intense journey.

after a strong first release contort yourself returns with events at the fatal party which comes over more as a description than a title, brimming with a bubbling sense of tension and fear. hamburg duo fallbeil kick things off in impressive style with a crunchy acid monster which twists and turns followed by two killer proto-techno cuts from legendary french industrial band die form from their 1985 tape hurt. here we find ourselves in a unsettling scenario with metallic voices scowling over clanging machines and guitar feedback in an unhinged way. the mysterious slugbug (l.i.e.s./russian torrent versions) starts the flip with goback, a creeping acidic beast moving unstoppably forward as a reverberating voice ripples throughout. any calm is then shattered by ibm a.k.a. jamal moss whose remix of die form hammers home a tough seven minutes of mangled synths, bubbling acid and thundering drums. a highly recommended, intense journey.

mystery man l.f.t. delivers the second ep for woodwork. his poignant debut wood002 includes three original tracks and a remix by benedikt frey. a1 is a dreamy rhodes journey roughened up by distorted 808 sounds. a2 is a melodic house track with a bubbly bassline juxtaposed against crunchy drums. on the flipside, b1 will take you into a laid-back acid house trip fueled by tons of escorial. benedikt frey then twists the track into a trippy techno journey on b2.

l.b. produce return with the second release! here again, phrased merge raw atmospheric pads and crunchy drums together, sliding from the detroit-esque come with me to the more broken beat on the edge of forever , a really diverse ep that closes on an ambient tip with the exquisite mist .

we bring you the first release in a series of disco reworks inspired by the mouthwatering dish that is the schnitzel, brought to you by the artists that are now said to have appropriated the most important traits of this breaded beast: crunchy on the outside, juicy on the inside and best served with a slice of lemon.

after one year since the first release night visions, the nightdrivers team is back for another race on their own imprint with a bunch of fresh, obscure and rolling bangers named nightlights: the record starts with the mutant and spastic tech funk of the epic bright lights, a totally sweat walled basement track where a dirty, crispy and crunchy disco break combines with an edgy, syncopated 909 driving beat while a cheeky melody of party-bells going slightly out of tune runs on the top of it.

nice price deal !!! marking the first output of cymasonic s offshot vinyl-only label and collabaration with subwax distribution, the balder ep is a two-hundred copy, hand stamped entry into the world of cymawax. there s no better way to start than with four quality tracks of hot and crunchy norwegian techno with soul by trulz & robin, under their new moniker for otherworldly machine sounds: ksmisk. the duo from oslo have been a force in norway s electronic music scene for over two decades, but their current project is set to bend and exceed all expectations. the title track makes full use of spacial effects to create the kind of landscape deserving of the cavernous exchange of industrial rooms or the breathing walls of smaller sweatboxes. its energetic arpeggiation carries the driving, raw bass line home. less linear and more neurotic, -jonson- squelches its way into existence. next, -water- is as fluid as the name suggests, using deep, delayed dub chords to sustain listeners during its eight minute life. finally, the release ends on -tehjerk- which is full of electricity, heavily charged with distortion and powerful drums before opening up into a euphoric waterfall of melodies. it s fitting that this chronicle should end up pressed onto wax, a monument to the physical launch of cymawax and trulz & robin presenting ksmisk.

here at black acre, we are extremely excited about starting 2015 with a bang - a 12” from new sensation on the circuit, dan shake. he is the first artist outside of detroit to cut his teeth on moodymann’s mahogani music, winning plaudits here and across the atlantic for his catchy groove laden “3am jazz club- ep. now with much anticipation, the tony allen & fela kuti acolyte returns with two crunchy dilla-eque takes on soulful club music. * out of sight is a carefully constructed dance floor number packed with low-end theory and seductive vocal stabs. low-slung fuzzy bass swinging perfectly between ghost-horns and driving drums. traders ii, a collaboration with canadian based rennie foster, see’s dan’s dna marker driving kicks smashing acid atoms against a sharp live horn section bringing the ethereal jazz cat to the dance.

inaugural release from bokhari records offshoot sorn, for explorations into techno, ambience & crunchy cosmic dirt. sorn takes its name from the alien race in the cs lewis space trilogy. black merlin is no stranger to creating music for other worlds and offers two industrial monsters for proper systems and then finishes it off with the beautiful and aptly titled orbit.

after a string of stellar releases with proper trax, cult trip, and mystical disco, grey people graces cgi with his latest. raised in chicago and currently residing in nashville, alex michalski treats us to another side of his sound as he completely forgoes sampling to give us four tracks of raw, stripped-down machine funk. the tunes presented here are culled from various hot and humid sessions in his home studio, armed with an arsenal of equipment old and new and cultivating a sound as diverse as it is nasty. witness the pluralist industrial jackin’ utopia that is grey people—from the crunchy, dissonant piano stomp of *trench foot*, and the equally crunchy, driving, new wave dirge of *moonstruck*, to the cosmic drift and thump of *lock the box* and the funked up fm slap-bass of *wild intentions*.

anything eddie ruscha touches is generally worth checking, and this latest outing for lectric sands offshoot it’s a lectric world is no exception. ruscha kicks things off with the electric dub, an untypically funky fusion of his usual vivid psychedelics, exotic vocal samples, crunchy guitars and an undulating disco-rock groove. the original rub - all bubbling electronics, muted guitar licks and deep house warmth - adds a little balearic disco flavour, before ruscha returns to more familiar territory with the delay-laden and pleasingly out-there lectric dub. finally, he reaches for the marimbas on the pleasing dub, an afro-influenced blast of wide-eyed balearic sunshine complete with lilting pedal steel.

after the success of their first release charmin are back with another high quality wax. this offering showcases the talents of florist and close friend of the imprint tilman, all pressed up on heavyweight vinyl with a lovingly designed cover. the ep kicks off with “proof nothing” which is a statement of intent. deep, churning piano chords overlaid with delayed vocal samples all underpinned with a solid beat and deep bass. next up “raw” does exactly what it says on the tin. this is a stripped down thumper with crunchy claps and an infectious groove. “once again” has a looser, more percussive feel to it with machine gun snares rattling off overt the top of a killer chord line. bringing things to a close is “mood swings” which builds brooding atmospheres and eerie vocal snippets. all in all this ep carries on the good work of this exciting new label. charmin continues its journey to bring you uncompromising, underground house music of the highest order.

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here we are with the fourth release on amba amba, *dancin / thinkin*. a spontaneous 7 inch record, containing some experimental techno sounds, texture, raw crunchy distortion, and some melodic elements.

steve frisco, of serie limitee fame, brings us the latest bundle of hot tracks to hit wax classic in 2014. as the title suggests, steve takes us on a journey through low fidelity sounds and production techniques. think dark, moody, yet crunchy basement house tracks with inspiration taken from all over the u.s and the rest of the house world. it’s a generous offering as well. six whole dusty tunes for those diggers who are looking for something with a bit more range than another record of generic piano laden, house-by-numbers pieces that still seem to be flooding the record store shelves in 2014. the moods do vary from track to track, but they remain very reflective and almost melancholic at points. the title track, ‘adventure in lo-fi’, is the deepest of the lot with filtered chords, echoing claps and a sporadic kick pattern that often clears way for the track’s bass hits. now, compare that to ‘da brooklyn beat’. whilst the former had a distinct sunrise/sunset kind of feel to it, the latter is definitely more of a club affair. skippy snare hits and a strong organ lead the track on, and at the risk of utilizing very overused buzzwords such as ‘raw’ and ‘ruff’, this track, and the rest of the a-side for that matter, certainly captures that essence. stalwart wax classic fans will no doubt be picking this one up to add to their collection. however, i strongly recommend this ep as a jumping in point to the label for any newcomers out there

detroit & berlin collide when covio & argenis brito cook up a sultry funk bomb. summery synths pulsate over crunchy claps, signaling the mothership has landed. olin strips down turkey to the bare essentials, creating a new alloy.

following the success of the digital release of sleazy mcqueens *you know how ep*, upstart label, cvmr were compelled to press the remixes to vinyl. the proceedings open in superb style thanks to the revenges live dub. a bass heavy tool with equal parts classic house and disco, with a touch of arthur baker-style drums. on a2, sleazy mcqueens space coast take things to the basement with the help of romano arcaini (latenight society), warm rhodes, live bass and an absolute drum-break-freakout add a decidedly different dub flavor to the package. b/w compost blacks main man kasper bjorke offers his acid tinged interpretation, driven by a gritty saw-wave bass hook, rolling snare hits, wanderings arps and crunchy drums, a simply stunning piece of music as expected from the undeniably talented copenhagen born producer. closing out the remix ep, cvmr in-house producer, century strips back the vibe to a dropped tempo, emotive workout fuelled be heavily reverberated piano chords, echoing vocal lines and a general chuggy, low-slung vibe throughout.

mr saag is back for his third release on local talk, *in the box* and this time he went all in. this 12 provides a meaty affair with firm drums, well-treated vocal snippets, organ hooks and the works. the opening track *in the box* uses strong synth stabs to full effect and the marriage of percussive and crunchy rhythms in this track is saag at his best. it is so good we decided to include a drum track of it too! *suddenly i woke up* is basement house with organ hook, afro percussive rhythms and a bassline from the deep depths of detroit.

following on from the release of innershades no stopping ep on creme organization last summer, the dutch label revisits the a side cut nina with two remixers in tow. those remixers are bristols bass pioneer kowton and the inimitable production duo of tuff city kids. unterton and delsin duo gerd janson & phillip lauer aka tuff city kids turn in a bulky, piano laced and acid riddled remix of nina that is a pure party starter. idle hands and hessle audio man kowton reworks nina into something run through with plenty of sirens, raw, crunchy drum loops and rolling percussive lines. its stormy and tumultuous and is full of frosty textures. these are two abrasive tracks designed for maximum impact on the dancefloor.

finally, were treated to the epic closer that is camberwell beauty. mid tempo boogie beats with crunchy claps and steady hats lay the bedrock for a loping cs5 bassline whilst lush keys shimmer and swirl like little fluffy clouds in a bright summers sky.

the first release on amba amba records, *broomsticks & broken glass* brings a stirring, profound and a very personal introduction and sensation, offering a plethora of sound that perturbs the soul. the amalgam of raw sound creates a mystical sphere where noisy, dark depths are explored, awakening the senses bringing another form to life. as the ep continues as does the depth, the synthetic sounds induce adrenaline release as its density escorts us underground.

remutes greatest hit zuendli receives an awesome remix treatment by chicago legend dj rush furthermore included the original tune (remastered!), a massive remix by the one and only technoviking and last but not least a crunchy uk-techno-stomper remix by bit reduction.

14 new tracks of crunchy, greasy, punky, bluesy, gutsy rock n roll on heavyweight vinyl in gatefold sleeve.

summer surprises dont come better than this.. 2 versions of a new track from this amsterdam based studio don... refreshing house cocktails with a twists of acid.. tip!

a four-track ep, bemired and evil-eyed, but with room for arnaldo to breathe out and flex a little after his spooked, sparked contribution to blank slate 001. the opener is a dubwise bubbler, with spaced-out keys, free woodblocks, shuffling hi-hats and elastic 303 bass. atmosphere breached is more jazzy and messed-up, running funky organ through sizzling fx, syncopated handclaps and filtered groans. the flip is dancefloor-trained. our pick of the bunch, verano is in a dark, hissing, aqueous world of its own, chugging and stomping, with relentless tambourines, crunchy filtered tribal drums and detuned horns. heads down to close: lost voices and a 909 kick, chattering hi- hats and rattling percussion administer the licks.

after years sound tracking the dancehalls of bristol via their considered selections as djs, brotherly pair the kelly twins add label bosses to their cvs with the establishment of happy skull. the label kick offs in illustrious fashion with a collaborative release between two of bristols most interesting producers, kowton and hyetal. adopting the name systems of desire, the pair worked on a track together, before going off to produce their own individual versions entitled *control* and *consumption*, the results are exactly the intriguing cross between kowtons raw, crunchy, grime influenced techno and hyetal’s glistening synth work you would imagine.

dark maneuvres is a track which lives up to its name, the original expressing pumping, dark and crunchy sounds interspersed with string arrangements and overdubs which move the track in various different directions. the 1996 original is a great example of some production techniques of the time and is of interest in identifying the direction of the techno sound in that era, as well as being eminently listenable. slam were very much involved in the progression of techno at the same time as envoy was creating tracks such as dark manoeuvres and as such they have a real handle on how things have evolved, enabling them to bring a classic release such as this bang up to date. the distinctive hook, attention-grabbing melody and strings which are distinctive elements of the original are all incorporated in a full and fresh dynamic which sees some of these elements regrouped in individual sections such as the strings or moulded with deeper, darker resonance into a new expression.