longevity is promised to no one. we literally live to die, and even great masters perish without saying what they needed to say while they’re among the breathing. most of us leave this earth too full, and the grim reality is artistic careers are usually short-lived. chicago footwork godfather rp boo has fought long and hard to evacuate his mind of all he can throughout his long career, spanning over 30 years since cutting his teeth djing for the legendary house-o-matics.

2018 repress in original artwork! the debut album of these two young lads with baseball hats not only honours and delves into a sound that already peaked some fifteen years ago, it also hones and elevates it, without ever falling into the reynoldsmania trap (please see retromania for further reference) or being old gold retold. and this is all oh-so-clear from the very start: the fine flutes of >when its there< go straight to your heart and they do so without any self-mockery or hipster smiles as much as the gasping 303-sounds, chirping birds and healing dx-like bass sounds a few tracks later do. >salty days< - an allusion not to grim times, but to a certain members adoration for the crystalline mineral - is blessed with a coherence that isnt samey, with tradition that isnt leaden and a feeling that is pure.

us producer d’marc cantu needs little introduction in the world of acid house and techno. since the late 2000s he’s been serving us quality musical output on labels like crème organization, m>o>s recordings, nation, altered moods or spectral sound, just to name a few. as well as his solo productions, he’s also one half of 2am/fm unit, alongside tadd mullinix (jtc / dabrye).
using a selection of hardware tools and analogue machines, his rugged sound draws on house, techno, acid, electro and hip hop and features crafty studio skills, knowing sampling and lovable raw aesthetics, defining his own sound that became known as jakbeat.
his latest offering for little beat different is, well, rather different in comparison to his usual club oriented output. it’s not as focused on straightforward dancefloor bangers, (although they are present here too), but features more experimental pieces, suitable for home listening purposes. totalling almost 38 minutes in length, this project has more of an album feel to it than a 12”.

soundtrack zu dem gerade auf dvd/blu-ray erschienenen film „logan - the wolverine“, der den abschluss der saga bildet. gatefold-cover und 2-lps auf 180g schwerem, schwarzen vinyl, bedruckte innersleeves.
marco beltrami hat mit seinen scores zu „the hurt locker“ und „3:30 to yuma“ jeweils den oscar als „bester soundtrack“ gewonnen. zu seinen großen soundtrack-kompositionen gehören die filme the scream, fantastic four, hellboy, resident evil und the drop. zudem hat er mit pop-stars wie marilyn manson und guns & roses zusammengearbeitet.

artist: blasted title: -aelien ii- format: 12- label: aelien catalogue number: aev02 country: it genre: techno, industrial exclusive: yes price: 5.80€ asteroid records catalogue keeps expanding exponentially. label chief blasted brings you more of his purely analogue creations. italian producer continues series of eps titled aelien, and aelien ii is presented thusly – two new originals by blasted backed by two reworks from monolith records owner sirio gry j and paul birken – a one-man techno army from minneapolis. ethereal bassline will kick off the opener reborn, but the serenity of intro will be quickly interrupted by heavy-duty drum kicks, synthetic fields and high-reaching, chirping drops of reverberated acid. in his vision of reborn, sirio gry j leaves no window open for light – it s a grim, completely disarming ode to warehouse-held midnight sessions, intended to instantly penetrate the mind s defense system with oppressive kicks supported by tightly compressed low bass. next up is arkham – its resonant, uncanny bassline will give you the thrills while acid-soaked, syncopated kicks will keep providing the energy required for some boundaryless dancefloor frenzy. lastly, paul birken elevates arkham to a faster pace, straightening out the kicks, and making them more bouncy, while reshaping the bassline into a less sinister, more lively undertone

the 12 greatest tracks from dream dance volume 5 - 8 on double vinyl, housed in a gatefold sleeve.

fresh from an appearance on balearic blah blah, andi hanley sidles over to fellow mancunian ruf dugs ruf kutz label with some beautiful, sunkissed tones in mind to keep you gliding on the good vibes no matter how grim it may be outside. raffles is a gently pattering piece that seems to hark from the terry riley school of repetition, albeit played through blocky synth tones and delicate refrains. ba nou is a more flamboyant 80s-flavoured cut with some excellent tom fills, slick guitar licks and powerful brass stabs. syn-syn is a melancholic, borderline noirish synth ballad, and kinshasa heads for the dancefloor with its pronounced beat and canned funk sound.

the third release on ascorbites own corseque records is not for the faint-hearted. advance the flight and inadequate demeanor are clearly twins, delivered from the darkest corners of ascorbite’s mind. the bold, pounding quality of the ep brings adam x or grovskopa to mind but ascorbite has a dystopian touch that’s entirely his own. advance the flight is like a battle track for an intergalactic armada being attacked by an infinite horde of swarming space ants. inadequate demeanor, on the other hand, is a grim steampunk fantasy of a black, shining locomotive plainly out of control, raging on red hot rails towards the end of the line. however, while both tracks are rough and unforgiving, ascorbite manages to invigorate them by the use of subtle melancholic atmospheres – like rainy skies over a concrete desert. a balance between brutalism and vitality. a trademark of ascorbite and corseque records.

btaim resumes its line of raw techno templates with a pair of stripped-back but funked-up floor killers. promising berlin-upstart tecture draws inspiration both from his hometown as well as detroit, delivering two highly effective yet emotive club weapons. their bold basement vibe may seem grim on the surface, but they glimmer with hope underneath. it is this very interplay between murk and melancholy that embodies the record with dynamic textures and a narrative. in similar fashion trevino pairs imposing low end rumble and bright arps, reworking the title track into his own dnb-reminiscent signature style. with the addition of btaim006 to their catalogue, both artist and label have placed themselves on this year‘s watch lists for sure.

the ballroom basement of a hotel. the place for jack nicholsons mean encounter with a ghost or possibly the place for a cocaine laden sexual encounter with part of the media agency elite. the label worked there. and so did pablo. buying talent, slinging drinks, just a couple sneering punk kids looking towards a completely different berlin future. there was a time when rough and tumble crossed paths with diamonds. maybe it created diamonds in the rough? pablo always sent the label demos before the label was a label and could do something with them. pablo has had a string of successes since then (too numerous to point out) and the label became a label. became uncaged. time to let this relationship out of the cage. it is a long way from that ballroom basement, now time to do some thrusting, propelled, grinding, noisy, sonic shit together. house music? is it really? just in case you forgot that no one is all grim guts and clenched teeth, that wild abandon sometimes comes in the form of an ecstatic beach dance, nick höppner comes around and forces you to go out to hasenheide park for a picnic and to pick up a bag of dirt weed. >so fucking buy it<

cw/a are producers thomas feriero and francesco leali, known for their releases and remixes on parachute, r&s, decca and vakant, their work as avatism, clockwork, opus 3000 and house ov leaves, crushing live shows around the globe and running parachute alongside dj tennis since 2013. with ringleader the duo return with their first original productions since their debut full length, last years critically acclaimed words unspoken, acts undone. inspired by global trends towards orwellian mass surveillance and cyber espionage, ringleader aims to be an audible interpretation of big data, ubiquitous connections and the acceptance of corporate and government spying. grim and mechanical by nature, the six tracks — named after leaked codenames of government tools used to watch on citizens — work as a soundtrack to the destruction of privacy: a cold reflection on this aspect of society and its implications.
the vinyl ep includes a downloadcode.

experimental synth quartet survive’s sophomore full-length and relapse debut is a dark, sweeping exercise in analog synth mastery. the pulsating, 9-song instrumental release showcases immense diversity between tracks - rr7349’s compositions range from grim tom-tom thunder to space-age epics, pairing tense plodding grooves with meditative ambience and driving, rhythmic beats. inspired by idm and horror scores alike, rr7349 is simultaneously ominous and hopeful, tense and relaxed, percussive and melodic. additionally, two of the group’s members recently scored the soundtrack for the hit new sci-fi / horror show stranger things on netflix. rr7349 is a unique addition to the relapse discography, and unquestionably survive’s best work to date.
the vinyl release includes a download code.

timmy ps latest outing on dessous recordings continues the long list of illustrious labels that have been home to his house vision. now based in london, timmy has a string of emphatic releases under his belt, not least on influential imprints such as local talk, extended play, dirt crew and madtech. with safety first, timmys playful approach to the deeper side of house shines though. the title track mixes crisp, crunchy drums with warm, soft pads and a bubbling bass line - a deep rolling cut with plenty of punch for the floor. the fantastically named grim fandango is a little tougher, with the snares and claps snapping tightly over a taut, un-resistible vibe. timmys balance of dynamics is masterful, each element perfectly complimenting each other to create a tour de force over 8 minutes. bosh is similarly crafted - the original echoing classic 90s house but feeling completely fresh for 2016, while james dexters remix is a robust, deep roller. this is house music made with joy and passion.

nice price deal !!! we were very surprised as we got unexpected mail from outsider stanley anscorm, who seems to be departed years ago. although it wasn t possible to recognize the origin of the mail, we are pretty sure he still lives on earth. but who knows? it isn t beyond believe that he s find a way to leave this rotten planet and is waiting for his eternal rest somewhere out there. the only thing we can be sure about is the timeless quality of the futuristic and precise music he sends electronically. battle beyond the sun narrates about the human struggle for life in an somehow sinister and - how can i say it? - parallel universe. mr.anscorm s music still strikes the balance between the grim aspects of life and the promise of hope we can discover in the wonders of existence and the methods of survival. although the battle beyond the sun ep is sometimes frightening, a white light of hope always shines through the darkness

tetsumasa’s debut ep “asa” on his own saidan label. solid sounds between savage broken rhythms somehow feels urban, flat and texturally dry. various sound components such as dub, noise, bass music and ambient are mixed within and thus creating unique sound world. it is expectable from his irregular beats that one of his music roots is abstract hip hop. “asa ep” has a remix from mogano, the owner of berlin label arboretum. tetsumasa doesn’t need a concept. this is his own sound pieces you can experience a variety of sensations.
pressing on grey marbled vinyl.

things are getting grim. the good guys and the bad are determined to settle their escalating dispute in the ring. after the bookies have taken their bets, the bad guys are taking the upper hand in the first few rounds. the nefarious comment about their beloved mother seems to have sparked uncontrollable rage in the pair. dont rule out the good guys just yet though, as they seem to be plotting something their opponents from the dark side wont see coming. for the second outing in the quartet series, french fry and parisian concrete resident s3a (sampling as a n art, faces) infuses the good guys with some positive energy.

black country overlord justin k broadrick (jesu, godflesh) blesses regis’ downwards fiefdom with two tracks and a tightly sprung rework by surgeon. downwards have really picked the foulest iterations of a grim set for vinyl release, inscribing the industrial-strength torque of nothing is free - which sounds like early kode 9 battered by shapednoise - at 45rpm across the front face, and branding the knuckling 808 snares and distended electro bass blow out of kontorted on its backside. surgeon’s remix of the title tune ranks among his best in many years. trace elements of the original are extruded thru modular kit and remodelled on a bouncing, swerving techno chassis recalling bmb and cub classics, but streaked with sirens and vamped by a marching brass refrain that’s just spoiling for war. the release marks a long overdue overlap between downwards’ and broadrick’s interrelated industrial, noise and techno circles. broadrick was the original drummer for napalm death on their scum (1987) album, before forming the legendary godflesh, and carving out an oeuvre as one of the most feared and respected musicians to emerge from birmingham and the uk ever since.

the second tape on legowelt s nightwind records cassette series. through his remote viewing powers danny wolfers channeled the music of saab knutson of faroe islands circa 1993. 60 minutes of nordic ambient with a disturbing undertone of dark melancholia with vague notions of distant happiness. saab knutson is a man with many issues, but on the faroe islands there is no time for issues. to stay of sound mind, saab plays his synthesizers in the few spare hours he manages to find, unmistakenly influenced by faroe s spellbinding landscapes and grim climate. though danny has never been to the islands he has a definite puzzling calling to them, a luring force, so to speak. hopefully he will sell enough saab knutson albums so he can fund an expedition and find out more about this mysterious destiny... played on yamaha dx100, roland jx3p, alpha juno 2, emu 16 bit digital sampling keyboard. ruby metallic cassette tape in luxurious faux plastic case

the mighty brassfoot (apron) going overseas with a devestating ep on the dutch bio rhythm imprint, delivering five grim yet hedonistic & intense post-modern voodoo jack tracks, kickstarting what appears to be the labels second phase.

resonances of a distant past or an apocalyptic industrial future, dark moods, gritty grim noises, violent mechanisms of rhythm pressed on vinyl.

this is ponty mythons first appearance on the swedish brandy productions label. expect a wicked four tracker of dirty lo-fi sounding deep house grooves packed with samples and sturdy analogue bass lines. vilnius based dj and producer aleksandr pletnev aka ponty mython is known for his many outstanding releases on labels such as tusk wax, no more hits, dirt crew, quintessentials and many more. besides spittin out goodies on a regular basis ponty mython runs his own imprint beats delivery releasing the most interesting artists and producers from russia.
the title track * i wish* starts of the ep with its deep and fumy organ chords combined with filtered hats, clever vocal samples and harsh bass lines. next up on the a side you will find the pumping head nodder * holly fm*. swinging hats, guitar stabs, smooth pads with simple but very effective hook on top. the b side starts off with the slightly minimal track “keep on using me” (brother). this one with grim beats, organ pads, off beats punching in and out as the track steady builds with a rock solid perfectly tweaked bass. the last minutes on the b side is reserved for the dreamy yet hard hitting and raw gem * new toys*. pure basement love.

despite the fact moon harbour is celebrating 15 years in action this summer, they still have plenty of time for new music. next up is label regular sable sheep with three brand new cuts that all continue in his fine tradition of serving up surefire dancefloor bombs.

freaked up. dystopian facemelters from belgiums grim southside.

the german label entbs already released some gems in the genre of beat / hiphop instrumentals like the critically acclaimed kaseta album of hubert daviz an hulk hodn (entlp018) or urlaub in der bredouille (entlp030) of german producer twit one. now comes the dr3ib3iner / dreibeiner, instrumental lp/vinyl with some grim boom bap productions from producer noyland. originally released as a private pressing for the entbs mailorder only a limited number of copies will be distributed

resonances of a distant past or an apocalyptic industrial future, dark moods, gritty grim noises, violent mechanisms of rhythm pressed on vinyl.

debut 12inch from a fresh talent with patient, emotive sounds, each track has a different mood: from a fanciful summer breeze to grim resolve. 200 copies, handmade art.

kiev based yan cook joins the planet rhythm family with a grim 12 release containing 4 dark and heavy techno tracks.

crown, french beatmaker, member of the grim reaperz collective (enemy soil affiliate) exclusively presents its two first brand new titles taken from its next beat production album *pieces to the puzzle* scheduled to air february 3rd 2014. these two titles are a collaboration with rasco, member of the cali agents and belgium artist scylla with whom crown has realized number of smashing hits in france including the world famous clash video *emcee versus beatmaker*. crown is introducing his new opus with two titles *ecrans de fumée (smoke screen)* and *pieces to the puzzle* available on 12 inch lps and limited to 300 copies, all numbered, with and instrumental as well as acapella version all in bonus!

bryan ferry meets carl craig meets 909 drumtracks produced by an unnamed member of throbbing gristle. chase smith is a studio wizard living in pittsburgh. he shares a studio with shawn rudiman and the boys from pittsburgh track authority. a record so diverse that it makes total sense. vocal sleeze, emotional instrumentals, and a beating drum track for the djs to play with.

hidden recordings presents the perfect soundtrack for the chilly, darker days of october. the month conjures thoughts of halloween and with it scenes of eerie, grim, and shadowy landscapes. it is the perfect time to showcase the latest addition to the hidden recordings family, american techno producer memnok who has become widely known for his ethereal sound full of heady grooves and self-reflective moments. on his debut his range includes spooky and gritty cinematic strains that would make alfred hitchcock proud. the pair of tracks each have a stand-out remix by techno fast risers – ascion who has worked in the past with labels such as drumcode, kiddaz, synewave, sleaze, and prosthetic pressings, and daegon who has graced releases from labels such as frucht, der hut, android musiq and silent steps.

marcus lambkin, aka shit robot, is joined on this excellent debut full length by a list of notable contributors: james murphy co-wrote several tracks and mixed the album, while juan maclean, planningtorock, lcd soundsystems nancy whang, hot chips alexis taylor, house of houses saheer umar and ex-nation of ulysses and the make-ups ian svenonious all contribute vocals and co-writing to >from the cradles…< stellar arc of songs.

the one early 90s rap track the unified granola munching, tree-hugging rurals with the usual, rather metropolitan, grim hip-hop cientele gets boosted for today s house floor by germanys shinning knights of funk-filled house. yet instead of just putting a slamming beat underneath the accapella, they fire-up the crowd with a looped bluesy guitar lick and sweet background vocal part that is rather hidden in the original version - combined with a skipping, percussive beat this is a smasher

the debut album of these two young lads with baseball hats not only honours and delves into a sound that already peaked some fifteen years ago, it also hones and elevates it, without ever falling into the reynoldsmania trap (please see retromania for further reference) or being old gold retold. and this is all oh-so-clear from the very start: the fine flutes of >when its there< go straight to your heart and they do so without any self-mockery or hipster smiles as much as the gasping 303-sounds, chirping birds and healing dx-like bass sounds a few tracks later do. >salty days< - an allusion not to grim times, but to a certain members adoration for the crystalline mineral - is blessed with a coherence that isnt samey, with tradition that isnt leaden and a feeling that is pure.