the 3rd album from submechanical and the hardest, most forwards and dense collection of audio devastation yet to be released. 10 tracks of unrelenting driven beats, noise and bass with little space or respite. also included are 2 remixes of submechanical tracks: -mash - up - inna - speaker- by shelley parker and -raw- by 3.14.

deluxe-format des soundtracks des capcom sound teams (shusaku uchiyama, nao sato), unterstützt von marcin przybylowicz, brian d oliveira und der folk-künstlerin aga ujma, zum 8. teil der berüchtigten survival-horror-spielserie, -resident evil village- (2021). 25 tracks mit düsterem horromärchencharakter, gemastered für audiophiles 180g doppelvinyl im gatefold.

limited edition green coloured vinyl.

new album from ghost on black vinyl with 28-page book of illustrations included.

geerson makes his debut on the label with the >undoing time ep< featuring 3 originals and a remix from long-time collaborator, blicz. the frenchman shot to fame back in 2019 with the inclusion of his track >eleven roses< on amelie lens fabric presents mix, and has gone on to sign music to high performing labels such as ismus, arts and outworld. co-founder of paris-based xperience collective, he regularly plays across europe and beyond. opening with >undoing time< pounding industrial beats marry with funky sonics for a proper dancefloor workout. on >crazy with the all squad<, scattergun hats and a repeated vocal create the peak-time mayhem geerson is best known for. for the remix, blicz takes on >crazy with the all squad< and transforms it into an epic broken beat monster that mutates again into an end of the night sweat marathon. finally, >no limit for my dream< powers into life with heavily overdriven kicks and a bassline that literally compels you to dance! the breakdown midway acts as brief respite before descending once more into dancefloor carnage.

masterpiece!

limited pressing on transparent marigold orange vinyl, download code included.

max richter’s original motion picture soundtrack for “never look away” on 180 gram double vinyl, housed in a gatefold sleeve with download code included.

lavascar is a sound and music project by creative instigator and provocateur michele lamy, multi-disciplinary artist nico vascellari and lamys daughter, the artist scarlett rouge.

they say we are a product of our environment, you are what you eat and you reap what you sow. but what happens when you can no longer dig the earth and your food is toxic? amselcom has forever been near the forefront of change, exposing new ideas and giving insight through music and creativity. our goal was always to bring the world closer by removing barriers and letting sounds and rhythm demonstrate humanity’s true, loving nature. that is why a transformation has taken place and with this latest release we hope to give back and contribute without the shallow, meaningless compensation that feeds the music industry. geplantes nichtstun demonstrates this concept perfectly, by saying it is time to remove ourselves from the machine and make our own way, in our own time. these tracks look to offer introspective that can only be found after eliminating barriers like money and fame. taking time for idleness lets us forget about the things that try and control our lives, a necessary respite in a time of increasing global noise. tracks like opak offer the perfect accompaniment to a quiet time of soulful reflection and mario wagner’s wonderful control room image brings us the idea of self direction and taking charge of your own destiny… one rest at a time.

benin city are the london-based three-piece comprised of vocalist and poet joshua idehen, vocalist shanaz dorsett with multi-instrumentalist tom leaper.
clubbing is a source of euphoria: a weekly, often daily escape, a respite from the grind. that culture and its landmarks – some of london’s best venues and many countless pubs - are slowly disappearing for good. on last night, which was recorded in all four corners of london with marc pell (micachu and the shapes), lv, rob marfarlane and james anderson, benin city take an album-long look at the dual nature of london’s nightlife.

there are west coast classics, and then there is music to driveby, the third lp from the group that birthed mc eiht: compton’s most wanted. although the group started in the late ‘80s with multiple mcs (including tha chill and boom bam), by 1992 eiht as pulling the group’s vocal weight – supported by dj mike t on turntables and production – and even producing and co-producing tracks. music to driveby might lack beats-per-minute variety, but to fans that’s not a bad thing. across the board, this is mid-tempo, super deep, funky hip-hop, made for cars creeping along boulevards across the west and south, and it’s about as good as it gets for such purposes. just about filler-free, the album struts intensely and with purpose, as eiht throws tales of cali street life at fans for an hour straight, almost without a break. this solo marathon is given a respite only once, with scarface’s guest spot on “n 2 deep,” an excellent hood roller supported by a soulful guitar lick sampled from lyn collins’ “do your thing.” elsewhere, eiht rolls alone and intensely, on cuts like the classic mash single “hood took me under”, the album’s second single and tim dog attack “who’s fu**ing who?”, the hometown big-up “compton 4 life”, and hustle tales like “jack mode” and “i gots to get over.” after this album, eiht released more classics under his own name, and with similar fan worship. it was the continuation of a legendary career and music to driveby still ranks high on anyone’s “west coast legends” playlist.

following their work compiling last year’s hugely well-received ten years of jaunt ep, blackhall & bookless return to their label with four varied, equally confident shades of their distinct, versatile dancefloor vision. ‘forward’ is an instantly enveloping slice of big-room techno that’s entirely club ready and yet focused on atmosphere and tension, taking no prisoners and yet unfolding on it’s own terms. that same ecstatic and almost ethereal club pressure reemerges on ‘voyager’, under which gently unleashes a skittering landscape of blissful breakbeats and vangelisesque synths. inspired by the unforgiving sea that borders their hometown in the north east of england, ‘ocean’ is perhaps the most intense moment on the ep, dragging listeners into wave after wave of undulating dub chords, always underpinned by driving, raw and percussive drums. ending in forgiving ambience, this moment of respite leads to the conclusion, ‘occupy’. a beatless send-off, it nonetheless remains equally compelling and vast in it’s filmic and complex sound design, showcasing blackhall & bookless’ finely tuned meld of the substantial and the subtle. tinged with the north sea air and the pulse of detroit, blackhall & bookless continue to master the sound of agile, accessible yet uncompromising club music.

roxymore returns with the latest instalment in her thoughts of an introvert series. the first part, which hit stores in 2017, was born out of introspection and a yearning for solitude. tracks like prodrome, which refers to symptoms indicating the early onset of an illness, seemed to reflect a global weariness, a head-nodding, late night search for comfort and respite. on part 2 though, a new energy is evident in the tracks. this is not what you think shrugs and fizzes with resilience, it feels like a maniacal, primal release from frustration and anguish. run feet finds an even more optimistic, upbeat bounce, not far from the stomping house euphoria of her first outing for dba, organ smith, but with the newfound confidence of an artist who is pushing both technology and style to the outer limits. mythical technology meanwhile, is a dancefloor-ready paean to technos own futurist manifesto.

legendary los hermanos member santiago salazar’s album ‘aspirations for young xol’ is given a vinyl release courtesy of rekids. a heartfelt dedication to his son isaias, ‘aspirations for young xol’ takes us through the life of a pillar in the electronic music community - santiago salazar. from his formative years spent in california to his connection with detroit and the passing of a childhood friend, the long-player’s tracks signpost the musician’s significant experiences, both positive and negative. this meaningful body of work was released digitally on pastel voids and now rekids release the album on wax. ‘saturated fear’ sets a deep tone for the lp, flanging melodies and echoing claps float through the composition before the album’s title track ‘aspirations for young xol’ offers haunting arpeggios with occasional acidic overtones which are cleverly offset by beautifully designed lead synth transitions. ‘bloodlines’ follows a similar musical vein with delayed bass riffs that are suspended above shimmering hihats and a weighted kick. santiago provides three beatless pieces throughout, which digress into more emotional territory whilst offering brief respite from his heavier drum work. ‘xol’s pain’ combines orchestral strings and swelling synthesisers which build tension with a subtly complex, evolving motif. both ‘dark matter’ and ‘ode to stinson’ use arresting atmospheres, warped arpeggios and ethereal pads which lull the listener into a retrospective mood. an intensity builds in the later tracks, a gritty but powerful low end provides a solid foundation in ‘orange blossom thump”, eventually making way for a hectic and elastic lead synth before ‘pachuco dub’ displays drones that build a dissonant pressure in which the complex tom rhythms and rolling hi hats can grow. ‘sarah rivera’ hypnotises with its delectable chord progressions and complimentary melodies which seem to float above a rigid drum composition to close the album with style

rodhad’s debut album ‘anxious’ sees the artist step away from the dancefloor and further develop the narrative qualities of his beautiful soundscapes. it was the natural next step to present the sound he began cultivating with his recent eps “kinder der ringwelt” and “söhne der erde” as a full length lp. the experience the album is trying to convey is being thrown into a world that is ready to crush you.they have you with your back to the wall, and you are ready to give way to despair. will you be able fight back? how is it even possible? rodhad is the spearhead of a new generation of techno producers and djs. with his bass heavy grooves and dubby atmospheric soundscapes he is a sonic guide, knowing exactly where he wants to take the crowd, leading through the inexhaustible sounds of techno music in all its beauty and gloom. he fully immerses himself into the music, yet never loses himself. growing up in berlin’s rougher outskirts, as a teenager he was able to grasp the final flashings of berlin’s mythical nightlife of the 1990s at legendary places casino and ostgut. in the late 2000s the dystopian crew began their own series of parties and then the label with two seminal releases by rodhad, “1984” and “blindness”.

sgol recordings are beyond excited to welcome danvers into our fold, with his debut release omiyage. omiyage translates as ‘gift’ or ‘souvenir’ in japanese, which is exactly how this ep came to life. danvers was gifted all the hardware that was used to create the six tracks on this record, six tracks that have been packaged and gifted to us. the ep takes the listener on a trip inside a musical mind that has the ability to take memories and weave them into a rich, sonic tapestry. it perfectly showcases danvers’ effortless skills in sensitive production and sampling, layering shimmering synths with glistening high-hats and building them into swirling dance-floor rhythms. each track forms a part of a figurative journey taking the wide-eyed listener on a symphonious tour leaving them with an overwhelming feeling of wonderment, whilst lulling them into wistful respite.

beau wanzer returns with another lp of archival material plucked from the mutant mounds of shitty coughs and smelly feet. wanzer digs deep and delivers twelve tracks in his inimitable style, with some dating as far back as 1999. the brutal electronic punk productions like something stinks are balanced with moldy movements such as staring at at fish. this lp takes a more vocal heavy and menacing approach, but it s not without moments of respite. undoubtedly another oozing outing from the chicago deviant.

scotland s premier electro alchemist is back on shipwrec and this time flying solo with five shards of sharpened machine music. beats rain down in solid sheets, a hail of drum patterns pelt and pound. acid scorn, speeding snares and scorched sound roar and rumble in the menacing -days of rage.- the 12- hisses and howls, sending forth a searing line of percussion as gears crank and grown. -glasgow to detroit- is just as fiery, scorn and sparks leaping off burning bars. aggression is always at the surface, and behind the razor rhythms lurks a palpable paranoia, as in -daisy cutter- or -uprising.- the only respite comes with the complex and textured -stones and sticks.- harsh mechanics from an industrial heartland.

limit and asymmetric are in fact both the work of st. petersburg-based producer evgeniy sergeev, who has been building up a library of contemporary d&b productions digitally and now makes the leap to vinyl with some of the strongest of his productions to date. stormy is aptly titled as it rips with ferocity through mangled breaks, rave stabs and hoovers aplenty and quarantine is a quintessential darkside jam with more of that tricksy drum programming. the b-side offers a little more respite with the sunkissed tones of transzendental and the soulful yet ruff mood of jazz is making a smart counterpoint to the heavier a side.

raar is deeply proud to present the first full length album from label co- founder maelstrom, entitled -her empty eyes-. both an evolution of the producer s rich history and an intellectual departure from everything that has preceded it, -her empty eyes- is a work that is uncanny, challenging and meditative.

the sixth compilation of mutated machine music from contort yourself centres around british industrial pioneers nocturnal emissions. the group hack out two thick cuts of oil soaked savagery. gears crunch and chains clatter as drum machines are minced and mangled for demon circuits bloodbath before the reduced and removed bitterness of even the good times are bad. l.i.e.s. main man ron morelli under the guise of u-202 takes on the static of the 83 original, lonesome rhythms fired into a gaping hollow of echo and decay. there is brief respite, very brief, coming in the haunted strings of penelope s fiance. torrent grinds this short break into dust with exe 2 blueprint, a sludge stomper drowned in distortion and dripping with distress. innsyter (l.a. club resource), aka seixlack, calls time with the hazy house bottle smasher, think fog machines and bodies in the dark and youre getting close. off-kilter madness all-round!

god, reviews can be lol. so we ll presume you know your own mind and taste. let us scrub all metaphor. we ll resist comparison. today s musical tenor overlooked, we ll refuse to dissect. moments preferred are muted. we won t highlight respite or forgiveness. there s no considering of geographical fact. we ll shut our ears to technology.

the contort yourself tradition of electronics pioneers, modern masters and new names continues into cy003. enrique comes under that latter banner. the hot releases alumnus introduces the ep with the piston pounded belligerence of dissociate. l.i.e.s. and nation veteran beau wanzer continues this stroll into aggression. weasels is an upturned work of techno. nuts, bolts and the grisly inner workings are on show for this fast paced floor mangler. spain s industrial stalwarts esplendor geometrico open the flip. from 1988 the grit of the factory floor is carried into rotor. a touch of the mystical is injected, chants looped through the hypnotic rhythms in this simmering classic. broken english club is on hand to rework rotor into a guttering piece of electro tainted machine music. if youre hoping for some respite, think again. prostitutes (diagonal) closes with the cruel pummelling percussion of cuyahoga frankenstein. a brutal, beefy and brilliant 12.

coup d etatais a collaborative project from kane ikin and harvey sutherland. working from their respective fringes of electronic music and produced in moments of respite between extensive touring and recording commitments, the project offers a glimpse into the pair s mutual influences and inspirations part maurizio, part moroder. kane ikin, a meticulous producer of abstract forms and polyrhythms, weaves percussive static and drone amongst sutherlands considered syntheziser work, a leftfield turn from harvey s brighter moments. ikin also traverses new rhythmic territory and signals a departure from earlier ambient works. the inaugural release for new imprint cdt, the 12inch was mastered by matt colton at alchemy and features full sleeve artwork from traianos pakioufakis.

*the shakes* is matthew herberts first album under the name herbert since 2006s dark orchestral disco fantasy *scale* (k7!). the album deals with intensely personal issues such as raising young children against a backdrop of an increasingly unstable world and, amongst other things, utilizes the sound of used bullets and shells from ebay as part of its soundscape. herbert himself suggests that the record can be seen as a treatise on how *music helps to motivate, provide respite and divert us from the challenges of the everyday* and that it is *electronic music for the soul*.
the double vinyl lp comes in gatefold sleeve and includes a download code for the full album plus 4 bonus mixes.

polluted system is a track suitable for the main room, the energy of the kick and the bass leave no respite from start to finish as a joint of metal percussion and synths fit gradually to fill the sound spectrum of this track. becomes human machine in a few minutes, using acid and industrial sounds, conveys the idea of the change that is happening around us: people are becoming more and more machines, and this is the soundtrack of the mutation. unlocked human, while remaining in acid and mechanical territories, thanks to a groove of more organic toms and hi hat still let the human element glimpse, not yet deleted by the machines, all accompanied by a relentless kick which makes it a perfect tool from the dancefloor . no system, which give the title to the ep, ends this sequence with dreamy and futuristic atmospheres, the ruling part is still a simple but instantly recognizable acid bass, over breakbeat-oriented rhythmics.

francesco- delivery the 4 ep! the first orbital variation is a dark and hypnotic track, desert city is melancholic and it describes the landscape of a ghost town, motor is obsessive it leaves no respite as an -assembly line- in the full period of industrialization and the last city describes an industrial landscape, with the sun in the face of the people.

after one of the coldest winters on record in the uk, boe provides a welcome respite from haunting memories of the past freezing months with a slice of warmth, soul and deepness from the labels first italian signing, gaetano battista. with a slew of releases under other aliases, the first vinyl record for gaetano under his birth name comprises of 3 tracks of measured, mature and emotional house music that defies any debut presumptions.

james holden präsentiert den nachfolger seines 2006er debüts the idiots are winning, das vom guardian damals als das spektakulärste electronica-debütalbum seit boards of canadas music has the right to children bezeichnet wurde. auf the inheritors erforscht holden weiterhin die (un-)tiefen der elektronischen musik und liefert eine ausgewogene balance zwischen brachialen experimenten und transformativen trips.

in the context of shigetos debut lp lineage, >huron river drive< functions as a respite of sorts, a brief stop on the roadside of a very personal into the past. but as this single release proves, it also stands alone as a pleasantly understated piece of electronic beauty. the track swells slowly from the simple chord sequence of the intro into a lushly textured slice of late-night atmospherics – with more than a hint of jazz to be found in the brushed percussion and quietly tinkling electronic piano – and then receding back into the same sequence as the track draws to a close.

i know u combines tribal rhythms, pounding bass, insistent synth stabs, some distressed dialogue and a insanely large crash in the most maniacal way imaginable for what has to be one of the most devastating and original tunes for a very long time. sparse and spacious but yet rhythmical and energetic, lxc manages the ultimate arrangement balancing act here. the intensity increases gradually as the track progresses, culminating in an all-out tribal war ! a modern day jungle masterpiece from one of the most under-estimated producers around. on the flip, senses finally unleashes a track that decimated the very first technicality all-nighter back in 2004. 8 years later and that power is still very much in evidence! everybody want go heaven. nobody want dead – taking influence from the 1990 film marked for death, senses builds a dense vibe here, thick with imminent danger. rolling drums soon give way to a energetic ride-heavy break and pounding sub-bass hits. drum rolls drop and mentasms screech before the storm begins to subside half way through. the respite is brief however and after a complete silence the track reassembles, beginning with some insane slow to fast mentasm pitching which continues as a dark, slick reece begins to build with mysterious atmospherics. the tension is cut by the return of the drums – rolling along at first, before the mentasms and subs hit hard again, signaling a percussive onslaught! jungle just got catapulted into 2012.

the notorious guillaume & the coutu dumonts makes a triumphant return to circus company after last year’s critically acclaimed album, breaking the fourth wall, with 3 deeper than deep (s)explosions sure to become omnipresent fixtures in the sets of damn near any dj with even a shred of good sense in the months to come. >ubiquitous gaze< gets the ball rolling in classic coutu dumont style with a rollicking sea of percussion thankfully populated with a few desert islands of respite in the form of a gorgeously lush string and piano arrangement and the soft meandering monologue of a certain well known musician discussing his craft. b side leader >youre the one< comes on strong with a bouncing d-town bassline and soft stabbing chords that would make kenny larkin proud before rolling out a high stepping lead organ and swinging vocal chops before tying the whole funky mess together with one of his trademark charging conga lines. known for his unbound generosity and proving it here once again, a beatless stringapella of >ubiquitous gaze< closes out the flip in fine style for those inclined to ride this one into a full epic journey territory. yet more proof, as if any were needed, of guillaumes place at the very top of the mountain called house

as world economies crumble, paranoia and mass hysteria run rife throughout the fractured communities of our troubled planet. nearly 30 months since the last full length communique, transmissions have been forced further underground. after a gruelling series of campaigns at the frontline, special agent manasyt delivers yet another damning dossier of evidence against the unseen corruptors. the processed signals contained within offer a temporary solution, brief respite from the onslaught of treachery that engulfs every facet of modern life. for those amongst us already able to decipher the hidden meanings embedded in the data, this will serve only to confirm your worst fears and suspicions, and urge to you take immediate evasive action. stay tuned for further instructions...

moeller s third, already highly anticipated ep for third ear, following the jazz space ep (3eep-068) and the one man s junk ep (3eep-088).once again we have selected 4 cuts of varying mood and intensity to create an ep offering many possibilities for the dj and a rewarding home listening experience. a1 - traffic (new wipers mix) is a driving wide-screen track which will turn the dancefloor into a heaving mass of frequencies and beats. this is close to a peak-time track. this is a high intensity track that holds the vibe in a state of impending release underpinned with a deep, open groove. 126bpm. a2 - slight transition takes the vibe very deep and keeps it there. a simple (genuinely less is more) drum pattern of a lightly hit snare drum, hi-hat and occasionally shaken guiro over a hypnotic bass pattern, hold the track in place for nearly seven minutes. a masterful control of tension offering the dj a number of options for where to take the dancefloor from this moment s respite. 119bpm.

rodhads debut album anxious sees the artist step away from the dancefloor and further develop the narrative qualities of his beautiful soundscapes. it was the natural next step to present the sound he began cultivating with his recent eps kinder der ringwelt and sšhne der erde as a full length lp. the experience the album is trying to convey is being thrown into a world that is ready to crush you.they have you with your back to the wall, and you are ready to give way to despair. will you be able fight back? how is it even possible? rodhad is the spearhead of a new generation of techno producers and djs. with his bass heavy grooves and dubby atmospheric soundscapes he is a sonic guide, knowing exactly where he wants to take the crowd, leading through the inexhaustible sounds of techno music in all its beauty and gloom. he fully immerses himself into the music, yet never loses himself. growing up in berlins rougher outskirts, as a teenager he was able to grasp the final flashings of berlins mythical nightlife of the 1990s at legendary places casino and ostgut. in the late 2000s the dystopian crew began their own series of parties and then the label with two seminal releases by rodhad, 1984 and blindness.

god, reviews can be lol. so we ll presume you know your own mind and taste. let us scrub all metaphor. we ll resist comparison. today s musical tenor overlooked, we ll refuse to dissect. moments preferred are muted. we wont highlight respite or forgiveness. theres no considering of geographical fact. we ll shut our ears to technology.