>rispah<, the sophomore album by the invisible and their first for ninja tune, is >a love letter to grief< following the passing of singer dave okumus mother, is imbued with an inevitable melancholy but defined by a sense of hope. throughout, the band reveal their rich creativity and musicianship. echoes run through these songs of african music (including beautifully-woven-in samples of the singers from okumus mothers funeral), psalm tones and devotional music, in a silent way-era miles davis, hints of minimal classical composers such as steve reich and the wilder more psychedelic end of hip hop and related electronic musics.
nothing is ever included for the sake of it, no attempt is made to patronise or sell the audience short. it is a record brimming with real emotion and restless intelligence, a record to get lost in.
double 12 inch vinyl in gatefold cover, including insert and code for free mp3 download.

solo debut by hollands best kept techosecret bas ror, who as kubra already released on frantic flowers and aw records ... and what a little treasure this is! four highly sophisticated & dedicately crafted technotracks capturing various ror moods. pressed on clear blue vinyl and packed in an eco-friendly outer sleeve. check!

mumakils behold the failure detonates 27 lightning fast firebombs of grinding metal with all the subtlety and remorse of a suicide bomber. this is grind as fuck!

alasdair roberts spoils album features alasdairs old hands from appendix out (tom crossley and gareth eggie) as well as free percussionist xtraordinaire alex nielson, noted baroque guitarist gordon ferries, emily maclaren, niko matti ahti (of finnish free pop duo kiila), and david mcguinness and alison mcgillivray (both of scotlands concerto caledonia), bringing a loose and lively mixture of drums, bass, piano, flute, glockenspiel, harpsichord, harmonium, viola, synthesizer, dulcimer, psaltery, hurdy gurdy, fiddle, and of course guitars and voices. spoils has a lot on deck, but its meted out evenly and with an intense energy, always in service of the songs, which are marked with some of alasdairs finest melodies. additionally, spoils ingratiates new compositions in a deeply personal manner with the world of traditional music that has sunk beyond the horizon for too many of us. it is a gift to these latter days that a man like roberts exists, to sing us back to our ancient home.

since his emergence in 2010, madben s melodic, detroit-inspired techno evolved, with various releases on caduceus, astropolis records, off recordings, inflyte and bedrock. nowadays, the paris-based artist remains a key figure in france s new generation of techno producers, with an upcoming debut lp on astropolis records. swinging from atmospheric sounds to techno, madben produces an alchemy of rave anthems, hardware material and groovy, emotional music. with support from france s favourite laurent garnier, manu le malin and rebekah warrior, frˇquence(s) unveils his skillfull, mature universe.

2 cd collection incl. dj snake feat. justin bieber, mike posner, the chainsmokers, felix jaehn, avicii, duke dumont, åme, joris voorn, claptone, and more

being a product of the age it was written, slow clubs 2009 debut, yeah so, dealt with the all too familiar space between adolescence and the oncoming storm of adulthood. a boy-girl duo who played a flower-adorned chair live, they were the polar opposite of what was coming out of post-arctic monkeys sheffield. slow club were fun, cute, whimsical and all manner of other words just shy of twee - and they hate being called twee. paradise, however, is where the duo grows up. two years on, it stumbles out of a trivial, self-indulgent teenage malaise (where sexual adventure was priority for most) and carries itself with a sense of perspective that only adulthood can give - a darker, more thoughtful view of the world. for instance, on the poignant you, earth or ash, a song about rebecca taylor s granddad, her melancholic vocals (beautiful, as always) evoke an awareness of mortality for those around her: singing -and i know, soon you ll go,- her voice seemingly breaks under the weight of premature grief. whereas even love-wise (an inspiration every band draws from) slow club s lyrical output is glossed with a more mature and detached sense of sauce, with taylor crooning on where i m waking: -i can see you looking at me / you got the brains i ve got the body-.