one of carl cox favourite producers, english bad boy ali wilson, delivers the next offering on marco vs in charge label. quiver is filled with some progressive and tech house flavour. us resident thomas penton debuts on marco vs in charge imprint in his stripwalker disguise.

infectious electro infected progressive house jim rivers remix

electrohouse bomb with a cool vocodered male vocal sample includes mixes by hamel and seth vogt not to be missed

gatefold 2xlp

best of 70s on coloured vinyl incl boney ms rivers of babylon, fleetwood mac, smokie - living next door to alice !

180g red, white & blue vinyl

second album from lee ranaldo (guitar, pedals, bells), jim jarmusch (guitar, pedals, mini-synthesizer), marc urselli (bass, laptop) and balázs pándi (drums). limited pressing on clear vinyl.

limited and numbered mint green double vinyl, including poster and code for download of the full 31 track compilation.

2017 saw the arrival of pin up club here at the bordello with a superb three tracker, friends of the vortex. now the dutch partnership are back. this time a quartet of tracks has been selected to produce the forever machine. the bold bars of friends of the vortex, the romantic rushes and soundtrack silhouettes are all present with new elements being introduced to further develop a truly unique style. breathy vocals and melancholy are countered by warm synthlines in the brooding -valis- before the lonesome -is there anybody out there?- blooms into a daringly bright work of disco dimensions. opening the flip is the title piece. smouldering, -the forever machine- burns with quivering chords that rise ever skyward on a column of tight rhythms as lyrics spiral ever upward. -a deepness in the sky- is a perfect illustration of pin up club s ability to transform burgeoning sombre sounds into tempered elation, rumbling strings and fragile percussion intermingling for a heady finale. welcome back to bordello a parigi guys, welcome back to pin up club.

front left records founder elad magdasi is next to appear on sinfols anagram label with four stirring cuts entitled liquid dreams this june. originally hailing from tel aviv, magdasi moved to berlin in 2013 where he has immersed himself in the scene whilst honing his craft in the studio. primarily a platform for his own productions, he launched front left records in 2015 and later debuted on anagrams phasing faces va in 2017 alongside anetha, d?vide and sinfol. he now returns to the label with a four track release of his own. liquid dreams opens the release with a mesmerizing spoken word sample, twinkling melodies and layered atmospherics whilst sporadic hats rattle throughout. thudding kicks, escalating synths and quivering bass then combine together in water damage before moving into the mesmerizing silver lights, which conjures up an otherworldly aesthetic courtesy of arpeggiated notes and crashing cymbals. lastly, never let go exhibits a cacophony of elements such as crystalline chords and a meandering bassline that generate a heightening suspense from start to finish.

known for releases on labels like overall music, innercircle and frole records, back to basics regular barnsley begins 2018 by returning to his vessel records imprint with big move ep . consisting of two low-slung originals, the release also includes remixes from bass culture founder d julz and cabinet records bosses cabdrivers. a compelling groove lays the foundation of time whilst quivering synths operate throughout, leading into d julz s remix that twists the original into a moody roller with tightly executed 808s at its core. forgiveness starts with clanking percussion as melodies add to the heightening atmosphere, while the cabdrivers remix takes the key elements of the original and plays with the harmonies to make them coarser.

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.

fausto messina is a veteran dj and producer from treviso, a small town on the plain between the gulf of venice and the alps. fausto has been releasing music for more than 10 years and pica pica is his debut e.p. on cadenza. in the track named pica pica a recurrent evocative voluminous chord is convoyed by a classy powerful kick drum and an organic symphony of fluffy percussions and metallic bonks, with a triumphant layer of dense whistles and shimmering cymbals. the extremely intense vibrant rhythms of idiophono contrast with the gentle reverberating harmonies of an ensemble of struck idiophones, angelically flowing in the background of the track. the smooth magnetic flux of planets ballet concludes the e.p. with high style. this jacky stride over a stack of steamy synthesisers and bubbly bleeps is a golden tune for a quivering late-night dance-floor.

alleviated veteran ben jenkins launches his new vinyl label partial magic with pittsburgh s chase smith. chase turns in four cuts of percolating-hissing drum machines and squirting- gibbering oscillators. the whole quivering ensemble chugs with an electro snap and a steady dance mania clip until the cool- down of silky and sensuous pads on the closing track.

2017 repress !! once in a while a record causes such a wave of excitement, it brings new vitality to dancefloors and generates fresh enthusiasm for the underground scene. >without you< is one such record, brought to life by the great talents of art department, a duo causing deep tremors due to their pioneering use of quivering bass, haunting vocals and fiery kickdrums. with an album slated on crosstown rebels next year, this single is the first in a long line of raw futuristic bullets destined to cause a storm with an international audience.

imyrmind s debut album uniwersum luxus surfaces at record stores worldwide on february 27th, 2017 courtesy of berlin-based money $ex records. idiosyncrasies of both imyrmind himself, and indeed the label as a whole, seep through the fabric of the album, a patchwork of tasteful re-appropriation and sophisticated originality.covering a broad landscape of raw, gutsy minimalism, mesmeric synthwork and trademark ultra-loose beat-making, imyrmind has crafted a record that embodies his rapacious ear and well-groomed production style. in a maturation of techniques explored across earlier releases, borrowed organic textures meet frazzled analogue electronics and clunky, lagging beat iterations in a collection of tracks ranging from the quivering to the aggressive. uniwersum luxus is a bright convergence of influence and innovation, all reverberating within the echo chamber of the money $ex world, self-aware, playful, and at times even ironic.

unknown archetype aka roxy tripp & oliver kucera debut their visceral experimental techno for r&s on this four track ep.
unknown archetype is a collaborative project between roxy tripp, a british conceptual artist & music producer, and oliver kucera a czech born producer & live performer, residing in the netherlands. with an extensive background of solo projects in the underground scene, the duo began their collaboration together as unknown archetype in 2015. the tripp ep is an abrasive, visceral ep of electronic body music underpinned by themes of jungian psychology, symbolism and mythology. the industrial tech funk of lead track ‘voyeurism’ kicks things off - skittering breakbeats, squalling filters and blistering snares pile-driving the listener into ecstatic submission, while ‘tripp’ see the duo employing sizzling bursts of white noise and caustic percussion over a jagged rhythm box figure. matters are pared right back for the rigid austerity of closer ‘the serpent’ - the dubbed out lead stab quivers over a strobing 909 drum groove and scything cymbals. effortlessly balancing deep late night sounds with a unique character and intricate headphone centric programming, the tripp ep is a fitting and welcome addition to r&s’s storied catalogue.

obsidian mornings,
sniffing quivering needs.
dawn keeps falling,
entraps me as before,
but from thy solitary grace
thou comest now no more.

rekids latest signing peggy gou serves up two subterranean slices of quality with l.i.e.s. producer terekke providing a remix. the south korean artist, who was raised in the uk and now resides in berlin, kick started 2016 for rekids with her art of war release. she now returns to radio slaves imprint with a sequel. jen high boasts a heady bassline whilst quivering synths make way for serene key melodies. ‘when round, they go then deploys robust kicks as ebbing pads join acid licks, before germanys terekke provides a floating rendition comprised of soaring atmospherics and jazzy aesthetics.

paulo olarte s genre twisting latin techno tracks immediately transport you to hot nights spent on sweaty dance floors. powerful beats draw you in while the seductive vocals make you quiver, culminating in an intense rush for all your senses. perfectly rounding out the ep, cómeme s sano delivers a delicious remix of the super stompy track paladar. give your mind a treat and listen to these tasty new tracks right away.

nemas problemas are a bunch of music obsessed collectors from sweden . here they get to work on re editing some of their recent finds from their digging excursions. four tracks from each member of the collective varied in style for your listening pleasure. ltd pressing

crystal morning.
sniffing quivering need,
running in the gutter,
where cold flesh circulates,
where is he now?

vactrol park is an honest outpouring of thematic obsession, a celebration of championed studio components and the mastery of their nuance, an avant garde collaboration between kyle martin (land of light, spectral empire) and guido zen (gamers in exile, brain machine). simply entitled i (the first of a 2 part series), this debut ep opens the door to a world of ebb and flow, layers of oscillation falling in and out of sync, keeping us on the brink of vertigo and, as cliché as it may sound, we find solace in its chaos. this homogeneous release plays with the notions of systems as beautifully symbolized mario hugo s capsule of cardiologyyet another visually arresting module in the esp institute catalogue. some music is made for drugs, some is made on drugs, these tracks simply are drugs.

following on the success of their first collaboration, edit king danny krivit and most excellent unlimited return with another eminently useful two-sider. krivits reputation hardly needs to be detailed–anyone who has the slightest interest in dance music and dj culture will undoubtedly have a quiver of his renowned edits ready to be deployed on discerning dance floors. both tracks have been mastered from dannys personal collection and pressed onto high-quality virgin vinyl in extremely limited quantities.

spongemagnets debut ep raises a few questions. to begin with, its title: is it a commendable recommendation to let your inner gimp come out of the closet? or is it the expression of a more judaeo-christian approach to the matter: hate the gimping, but love the gimp? the titles of the tracks are also subject to debate.

from the start of this debut release from amsterdam-based lapien, one conceives that the young producer is conscientious. >anvers<, the french name for belgian port antwerp, starts in unassuming manner, synths swimming, bass pondering, a gentle cymbal tapping. its the sound of thoughtful admiration, as if lapien is standing in front of the citys towering gothic cathedral, motionless in the midst of a now modern metropolis. but then, as loops spring uncomfortably back and an insistent beat thunders into the fray, one realizes that this is no time for admiring architecture: this is a night drive through the city – coarse orange streetlamps, chrome blue reflections, droplet-stained window panes. it is, also, at an unusually and unsettlingly fast pace, dragging its deeper house timbres and textures upwards. conforces mix is anything but restful: alarms in the distance fall around offbeat rhythms of increasingly diverse dynamics, bringing rain down on the city at night. to end, fred ps composition is heavy & uncompromising, yet it quivers with synths washed in beautiful, calming ambience

one of the founding members of the ostgut ton family, marcel dettmann recorded his debut 12inch for the label alongside ben klock with >dawning< some five years ago. now after a string of highly praised releases, his debut album >dettmann<, and a handful of uncompromising records on his own mdr label, we arrive at this new ep for his home label. launching us into the space-race, >barrier< documents those tense moments of discovery as we reach into new territories. dettmanns unique textured sound design sets the scene before diving into >translation one< - a frantic, quivering and snaking snapshot into the kind of techno the producer stands for these days. metallic bass spins sideways, while ever-modulating percussion drives forward. the sinister sci-fi tones of >translation two< warble and jive in glorious syncopation as a systematic heavy kick and hat program works the bass frequencies and rhythmic zones. open and spacious, its meandering theme hangs deliciously between paranoia and positivity. in >planning< dettmann further explores his inclination for intricate, tripping synth patterns. a staggered, wonderfully immersive theme builds from delayed staccato notes in a classic analog sequence, underpinned by rumbling dub bass pressure

blinding selection of wierd and wonderful disco edits from codek!!

4 sharp arrows in every techno-djs quiver, stomping and rolling directly from sweden onto the floors of the world!

finally-the follow up from the freakside !! minimalistic experimental & exploding acid house trax

welcome to our 4th release with hot new talent tim gregor providing a rather splendid ep. you might not have heard of tim before but we reckon youll be hearing quite a bit from this talented fella in the coming months…following in the footsteps of his better known brother, mark-henning, tim takes up the minimal baton with aplomb, producing 3 tracks of teched up treats. starting with >subterrain<… a right heads down minimal groove if ever there was one, kicking off as it means to go on with a right big dollop of funk in the form of a wibbly, bowl quivering b-line and those oh so important funked up hi-hats. dollops of tripped out fx and breaks & builds aplenty keep the hips wiggling..

second album from lee ranaldo (guitar, pedals, bells), jim jarmusch (guitar, pedals, mini-synthesizer), marc urselli (bass, laptop) and bal‡zs p‡ndi (drums).

gem club is an exclusive society: two people, a piano, and a cello. vocalist christopher barnes sings in a quivering whisper, and these minimal accompaniments assure that their sound never becomes louder than a hush. but the massachusetts duo s debut ep, acid and everything, showed just how much emotional intensity you could pack into compositions so spare, and how much could be suggested with so little. everything on breakers, their first full-length, sounds frozen over: icy, quiet, austere. you know that eerie feeling when you find yourself alone in a huge public place that s usually crowded-- maybe a shopping mall or a playing field- but at that moment is totally empty? this record sounds like a sustained version of that feeling. -i heard the party- juxtaposes echoing piano chords and a general sense of unease (-no one could have told you / your body would fail you-) with the refrain -i heard the partys here- floating across the track like the sound of dried up laughter. the word -party- feels so out of place in a song so pensive and lonely that there s something jarring about the experience. the feeling crops up repeatedly on breakers: a sense of slow-motion detachment, a suggestion that there were signs of life here once, but you ve arrived a couple of hours- or maybe a couple of weeks- too late.