dysnomia reminiscent of the infamous quote there are four lights, the release kicks off with an homage to the will of resistance. from captain picard to orwell may the (referential) chain of command is not as evident as h4ls sci-fi passion, the title tracks power structure couldnt be wielded more efficiently: while stomping kick drums and subtle hi-hats build up a foreplay full of suspense, the witty melody with its warped and distorted sounds grants four lights the perfect authority. following a similar approach, fesch with its bouncy and mantra-like groove, in which synths playing a ping-pong game, completes the swinging a-side. deepa & biri, the israeli dj and producer duo from tel aviv, start the flip side with their interpretation of four lights. by using breaks and greater attention for details, the remix not only redirects the originals energy into more hypnotic realms, deepa & biri extract the melodys keys in order to create a moody and dense version. resonating from two decades of warehouse reverberation experience, disc 2 dysnomia finishes the release with an idm-drenched workout, full of uk bass knowledge, unpolished electro grooves, and swirling synth poetry. absolute freedom means absolute lawlessness.

those wizards of digging psychemagik doing the business once again. hot on the heels of last year s monstrous gotta hold on me / wildman they re letting folks know that they were still out there searching in the darkest recesses of the last 40+ years of popular and unpopular music, and boy oh boy are they good at it! the trip lives up to it s name. the track kicks off with some ultra beefed up psychedelic shenanigans, swirling, cacophonous sounds whirl and sweep and gradually drag us into the holographic tunnel, gradually giving way to some heavyweight drums and percussions and unfurling into a muscular psych-discoid beast. this one will send the kids crazy and will undoubtedly cause some damage in the club, both sonically and mentally. but what is the original? we hear you say... answers on a postcard please. sisters of the moon on the flip-side is a very different animal - all laid back, laconic steel-guitars and thundering slo-mo drums and percussion. the dark side of a rural witchcraft dream exposed here, almost menacing... and then? those vocals spring out of the mix amidst the throbbing sexually charged atmosphere and drag us back into the realm of near reality with sultry moans and groans. this one s woozy alright, but in the best possible way. so wrong, it s right and possibly the natural soundtrack to too many of those strange shots that that guy in the weird hat gave us earlier when we entered that country pub. what guy? i hear you ask.... ultimate freak-disco and deepest druid funk for the discerning and psychedelically inclined record consumer.

it was 2016 when we last saw the venezuelan duo, better known as fur coat, drop their debut ‘interstellar ep on watergate records and now they finally return with their follow up, the ‘immersion ep. immersion kicks off with an agile kick drum setting the stage for rapid fire percussion and an overwhelmingly satisfying ascending organ line that could be the trademark of any sci-fi film score. add a few shudders of glimmering atmospherics and its a trek into the cosmic realm of techno where space and time cease to exist. flipping sides the duo dive deeper into the infinite expanse with inner circle where lush textures canvas a mesmerizing groove and hypnotic spirals of gratifying repetitive sonics resulting in a fiercely energetic yet undeniably euphoric expedition under the club lights. embracing the tools and mechanics that have made their sound unique and successful for so long, fur coat seems to have delivered their most mature and polished ep to date with their ‘immersion ep where stunning spacial details and a precise attention to detail have embodied the age old saying, less is more. fur coat is back. immerse yourself.

following up to three albums on kompakt since 2011, the latest being signs under test (kom321/komcd119) in 2015, los angeles based house and techno producer john tejada returns to the cologne-based imprint with his thirteenth full-length, dead start program - an eleven-track journey spanning a prismatic array of styles and patterns, from john s signature soulful techno tunes to the further mazy, hypnotic motifs of his trancey electro hybrids. be it solo or through a host of multifaceted collaborations, tejada keeps himself busy on all fronts in and off the club environment, be it by contributing the 44th number in fabric s seminal mix series, playing drums for detroit legend daniel bell (as dbx), testing the limits of acid with tin man or joining forces with the hilarious self-proclaimed disinformationist reggie watts as wajatta. since his beginnings and the drop of his debut 12inch, waxing , released through his own label palette recordings over twenty years ago, john has been carving out a lane of his own combining and assembling elements from all ends of his wide-spanning spectrum of reference in a way that allows a more direct transition from the realm of the mind to the circuits of the machine, as confirmed by the deliberately limited studio setup used in the making of the present album. navigating across the lines, from the arrhythmic machine spook of the album s opener autoseek via the straight out thumping and jacking pulse of hypochondriac and heavy-lidded breakbeat of sleep spindle onto the kosmische-infused vibrations of telemetry, vibrant slo-mo inertia of loss and wistful club-ready winds of duty cycle and heal, john threads his way through genres and tempos with optimal chameleonic effect. cloaked in a beautiful sleeve art courtesy of johns long time friend juan mendez aka silent servant another key contributor to the los angeles scene worldwide

new years deal - the legendary lidell townsell on the legendary trax label - what s not to like? get the hole might sound like a fairly dubious title for an ep, but it works within the realms of chicago house! released in the golden year of 88, this ep contains nothing but vintage midwest acid grooves! you could argue that the xxx rated message behind lead cut get the hole is an early precursor of what would come out of the chi via dance mania and other associated labels and artists in latter years. rumour has it the track had an impact on the super underground b-more club scene too unsurprisingly! if you like your house music rough, ready & raw then this is for you! warehouse sounds, box jams, it s all here! remastered in conjunction with trax records, fully legit, now is the time to revisit a cornerstone of classic chicago house music, often imitated, never bettered!

yet more blissful listening comes your way courtesy of the impeccably talented deepchord. as we prepare for the release auratones, the detroit native’s 5th lp for soma, rod delivers the calming northern shores ep.
epic aural formations are always at the forefront of deepchord productions, every minute detail is constructed perfectly as each track gives off subtle nuances that nod to each aspect of modell s sound designer skills. the crystalline sonic formations in cirriforms blend together effortlessly allowing you to drift beyond while the ethereal pads of sky maps guide you through each unending swathe of reverb, each track bonded by subtle rhythms. crystal horizons sees modell delve even deeper, working more with percussive elements as his quintessential synth work seems to sit just beyond perspective, gliding in gently to remind you of an ever reaching presence. sand and shore has deepchord near strip the track of any clear rhythmic structure, with only faint sub bass allowing his uniquely processed field recordings and tranquil yet fluctuating synths to enhance the flow of the track.
a producer like no other, deepchord creates new sonic realms with each release.

iron curtis back catalogue is a formidable beast within the realms of deep and tech house, touching on labels like morris audio, jackoff, sudden drop and mule electronique. he s intermittently popped up on hudd traxx as well, and he returns with a fulsome new ep that hints at a forthcoming second part.lights- is a bold, chiseled peak timer with some emphatic string stabs coursing through it, while captured takes a slinkier route without dulling the impact of the curtis studio approach. 22 days is a funkier concern that lets the low end synths do the brunt of the work, and then my humming machines rounds the ep off with a warm and bubbling deep house roller for a cosier part of the night.

take care out there, roy of the ravers is back with another round of boisterous hardware hack-outs on acid waxa. you can tell he means business on opening track -supremacy royale-, a fast and mean-tempered slice of bleepy techno with brains to match its brawn. -ambergris 9- is a more playful jam with wonderfully dated melodic lines lifted from the pantheon of bbc library music, and then -time 2 jack- spins off into strange, abrasive realms of experimental acid. the epic -en trance 10- wheels its way through more than 15 minutes on the b-side, employing trancey bassline strategies to keep your brain locked on course for the full trip.

shadow play, the brand new label owned by parisian artist le loup and his partner pura, drops its second release courtesy of the bossman himself alongside chris carrier. the two men got together in the studio and cooked up some tasty goodness. the first of four tracks on this release is the intergalactic opus phoenix lights , which works off serene pads that transport you out into the cosmos, along with a warm, soothing bassline and electronic chirps and bleeps. research programm (outro) takes us into more obscure realms, as chris carrier and le loup sample a scientific vocal and create a mesmerising bed of sounds underneath it. on the flip we kick off with clouds reflection , another track which features a sample from an old instructional video. this track has minimal composition, with dreamy astral pads, shuffling beats and a grumbling low end. in the second half chris and le loup introduce more twinkling fx, to engage and hypnotise you... to bring the ep to a close we re presented with v-shape , which begins with a layer of clever drum programming aimed straight at the hips. once you re moving get ready for the juicy bassline, and a sultry top end that grips you and gripping progression. the perfect to end an utterly fresh ep..

after a few digital releases, lunar convoy delivers a masterfully executed debut ep to inaugurate newcomer belgian imprint norite’s vinyl series. counting northern electronics, hypnus records, semantica and prologue among his main influences, lunar convoy’s first effort is utterly coherent while not failing to evoke a plurality of emotions. imbued with sacred atmospheres, infiltrated with mysticism, ritualistic melodies and aesthetically charged rhythms, outer rim territories is a testimony of his love for deeper realms. on the a side, seswenna’s trancey lead synth and pumping bass opens the ep with an excursion towards distant planets. ryloth ventures into darker fields, scattered with whirring and saturated analog complains and haunted by ancient voices. on the flip side, eriadu sets a more mystical pace with syncopated kicks and floating eerie pad, to embark on a parallel dimension. allen’s take on ryloth is symptomatic of the us-based producer, speeding things up and offering a stripped down version filled with devastating hi-hats and firing toms to end this solid 4-tracker with the hypnotic-yet-effective sound that got him signed on attic music, m_rec ltd, polegroup or more recently granulart recordings. with such a captivating release, lunar convoy has set a high bar for the upcoming releases and left us under his sway.

dense & pikas offshoot label kneaded pains returns with another techno focused 4 tracker from the mysterious moss a1 brings the heat with a spacious warehouse jam, kicking off with a warm pad before unloading with the tracks monstrous bass hook. a2 dives into lo:fi realms with a moody yet effective groove complete with male spoken vocal. b1 keeps things main room albeit in a more clean and serene way with razor sharp kicks and percussion providing a nice counterpoint to the rougher edge of the a side before b2s deliciously deep jam rounds off the ep.

frankfurts frank heinrich aka reboot was raised on a diet of real techno, gorging on many nights at sven väths legendary omen club. today he gathers influence far and wide for his own productions, often delving into the realms of world music and jazz, and combining them with his unique and relentless dancefloor rhythms. now one of the most in demand producers on the scene, reboots music regularly features on labels such as supplement facts, moon harbour, cadenza and cocoon.
reboot makes his circus recordings debut with two new cuts that encompass a desire to own the dancefloor, coupled with his micro-particular drum programming and relentless demonised funk. label mate harry romero returns to lend a hand on remix duties, stripping samson of his locks and replacing it with loopy techno. another huge ep from circus recordings.
pressing on translucent blue vinyl.

mutual musik is back on deck: the label, which for the time being is based in berlin and munich, – kicks off its third ep with liell. liell stands for >liebe ist ein leises lied< (love is a quiet song) and the four new tracks from label captain johannes beck reveal techno from a poetic and fragile aspect. beck’s sophisticated compositions are characterized by slowly evolving arcs of suspense, simultaneously careful and powerful piano cues, and basses which delve into the innermost realms. the tracks are created for the club but go beyond musical fads and count on a timeless style

sleep ds bacon ep is the next offering from sydneys excellent death strobe imprint. sleep d are a couple of young cats from melbourne, the production duo are sure to be an integral part of the deep house explosion coming from their city, spearheaded by the likes of tornado wallace, fantastic man and the melbourne deepcast crew. the record has a range of flavours all tied together by a fundamental warmth and soulfulness. the title track flows and floats in a dreamlike state, whilst simultaneously nailing the groove from beat one. bubbles vs the cat takes it up a notch, entering the club realm with rich bass and tight rhythms. their remix of chet fakers love & feeling is certain to give any dance floor a collective orgasm, oozing an erotic strangeness as it heaves and thrusts away, while ischa has a tickle of techno thrown into the mix and, despite its druggy sedation, has a hidden energy for dancing feet. one limited pressing.

cadenzas latest offering comes from swiss german duo laurent bovey & gregory poncet, more commonly known as digitaline. firm family within cadenzas realm of artists, digitalines latest >up and down my spine< ep is their fourth contribution to the increasingly impressive cadenza catalogue of experimental and meticulously produced electronic soundscapes. deep and chugging grooves, atmospheric spheres and industrial synth patterns are digitalines forté. up and down my spine is no exception to their uncompromising rule. a-side africa makes its grand entrance with a deliriously deep bass line belting from underneath its hazy atmosphere and pouncing crisply into cutting hi-hats and sweeping snares. the jerky rhythmic groove is determined from its first steps and contrasts impeccably with the sensual and stripped down vocal from diaraby nene by oumou sangaré. trickling over the top of a fierce and bouncing violin melody, the listener is catapulted into a woven cultural journey. africa is an encapsulating house track thats plethora of influences and appeal span worldwide. on the flip, the duos >shivers< is percussive and a clear companion for its counterpart, >africa<. made to sit effortlessly together, the same potion of heavy kicks, tribal essences and impeccable arrangement follow from one side to the other, coaxing our minds and bodies into digitalines intricate musical world

this is the one you ve all been waiting for, the bad science ep from the mighty rustie. amazingly enough for an artist who has such an huge impact over the last year this is only his second full ep. i could go for on days about how good it is but best not eh. it all kicks off with the fractured hip-hop weirdness of tar and then swiftly moves into the massive bad science. we ve been seeing folk go crazy to bad science and rightly so, its an anthem and has getting properly hammered by kode9 and mark pritchard to name a few. its then on to the out there 8 bit bleepage of shadow enter. the b-side is now dedicated to the now legendary zig-zag and wireblock have really done themselves pround with this one by going straight to one of rustie s hero s the legendary henrich mueller (dopperleffekt, drexciya, arpanet etc) to add his own electro-physics sound to the aquatic mentalness of the original track. it comes to an end with zig zag (reprise), now the original was daft enough but this just to pushes it even further into new realms of madness. buy, buy, buy!