the young senators are an exemplary progenitor of dc’s hyper-local, hyper-celebrated go-go scene. peers of chuck brown’s black heat and soul searchers, the septet was led by energetic singer and conga player jimi dougans, and featured saxophonist leroyflemming, guitarist calvin charisty, keyboardist frank hooker, drummer james johnson, bassist wornell jones, and trumpeter phillip guilbeau. the band issued two singles on the the tiny innovation label, before joining up with motown’s eddie kendricks in 1972 for his sophomore effort people…hold on. the young senators’ fuzzed-out brand of psychedelic soul is often bootlegged, but finds it first legitimate release in 45 years via these remastered sides.

the most recent horizontal record brings us berlin resident and chilean native dinky, who releases a beautifully packaged 4-tracker in a double pack for maximum sound quality and club power. dinky currently holds a residency at the incredible panoramabar

gold coloured vinyl

limited edition 2lp on gold coloured vinyl in gatefold sleeve including exclusive material.

limited edition red on for the darkness vinyl. thirteen wah-drenched acid-fried hendrix-worshipping blown-out free love-fueled black rock jams that’ll change your life.

thirteen wah-drenched acid-fried hendrix-worshipping blown-out free love-fueled black rock jams that’ll change your life. classic black vinyl edition.

lp in gatefold sleeve, originally released in 1981

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dialect’s under~between unfolds with the hopeful energy of seedlings springing forth from soft earth. pressing on white vinyl.

just a classic

limited black vinyl release.

philly mc dark lo teams up with brooklyn producer harry fraud for “borrowed time”.

dark acid and electro on lifeforms. serious tip for fans of i-f, dark entries, bunker

all three encores eps by nils frahm finally available as full triple vinyl album.

sub-label of suction records

zissou is ringing in the summer early this year with its second release, starring stockholms very own ari bald & infamous lucky charmz from lehult, germany. swedish house muscle as far as your ear can hear feel free to join in for a sundown schwitz.

eine weihnachts-doppelvinyl mit den schönsten deutschen und internationalen weihnachtsliedern - das perfekte geschenk zu weihnachten! lp1 enthält die schönsten internationalen weihnachtslieder auf goldenem 180g vinyl. lp2 enthält die schönsten deutschen weihnachtslieder auf schwarzem 180g vinyl.

elegant universe a full-length album by matthew hayes and joel trigg is a must listen for fans of the celestial jazz sound of ecm. their soft, seductive duets are incredibly inviting, in a way that seems to encompass and enliven the space around you. unsurprisingly, itd be sure to add warmth to cold winter commutes, and dull the edge of even the fiercest hangovers. the wintry downtime is a tour de force of the duos sense of restraint and the importance placed on individual sounds that swell together and drift apart with organic ease. on light through edinburgh leaves, the sounds themselves seem so three-dimensional, ringing out like ripples on a lake. its hard not to be captivated by such beautifully formed music.

1 copy per customer!! everybody s favourite parisian party fiends are back, polishing up another batch of patchy pound bin finds and not-on-discogs delights for your next summer soirée. putting their orange-eagle eyes to good use, the lyo crew have trawled the crates of europe and beyond for this sunkissed set, working the scalpel to the max to pack the dancefloor in arms aloft ecstasy. our party starts with the kwaito groove of -avidiyo--, a killer bit of late 80 s afro-action boasting synth marimba, alien bass blasts and life affirming vocal chants. not only is this cut moving in the ants-in-your-pants/dancing-like-a-madman sense, but its sting-on-safari emotion and clarinet solo could bring a tear to a glass eye. cartwheeling between aspirational jazz-funk and afro-cosmic, yanga mbiwaa makes its way to the heart of the party like a bewildered parisian at an ivorian wedding. as tumbling toms rumble like thunder on the serengeti, an oddball exotica chant encourages the nearby wildlife to shake a tail-feather to the club tropicana guitars and buzzing synthbass. at last you have something to keep quantum jump s lone ranger company! last but not least comes autoradio , a very well mannered monsieur living the french highlife by the sea and sun of the mediterranean coast. effervescent afrobeat guitars and swooning sax dance over a rolling rhythm section of buoyant bass and 80s percussion, while a spoken vocal drawls in your direction and the girls ask if you re ok. it s only when the pinging, ringing, madly modulated bass breakdown bounds through your surroundings that you ll wonder who slipped what in your drink...

beneath the still waters of lonely sound there lays the ruins of howland abbey, its 3000lb bell still hanging in the belfry, only swayed by the currents of the regular tides across the estuary, over 100 years since it was rang by the order of carthusian monks who lived in the nearby priory. at the turn of the last century during a heavy storm the abbey was plundered by an unknown gang of marauders, as they left on horseback carrying with them all the gold from the abbey the sea defences around lonely sound were breached, flooding the abbey, priory and the surrounding land, the monks ran for dry land as they watched their beloved bell tower disappear beneath the rising waters, unable to chase the thieves, cut off as the water rose around them. some locals say these ransackers were in league with the elements, some say they had just intentionally damaged the sea defences before making their raid. local folk-law claims that the morning bells of the abbey can be heard ring out from beneath the murky waters of the sound every year on the anniversary of the great storm, ringing the peel that was never rung.

encores 1, a 5 track 12 inch vinyl ep. it was recorded in nils frahms studio at the funkhaus in berlin, as part of the same sessions for the recently released and universally acclaimed new album, all melody, released earlier this year on erased tapes.

a year on from luigi tozzi and label head dino sabatinis collaborative manticora ep, outis return with a striking, singular solo work from tozzi. ecate ep sees the roman producer bringing three distinct slices of techno, each with its own set of subtleties and the crystal, adept sound design that defines tozzi’s work. spanning the a-side is ecate. this title track is rolling and hypnotic, with muscular, percussive bass. throughout the track, angelic chords come and go, washing the listener in euphoria. alongside, we hear a disorienting melody, grounded by the lightly swung four to the floor kick that gives this track an infectious groove. the flip opens with leto, which immediately defines itself as a club track with an unbroken but evolving set of percussion and a weighty kick. its around this kick that other elements build. we hear long, ringing, resonant string sounds, and a bell like melody morph and unfold as other percussive components come and go. the track falls away into atmospheric eeriness, which perfectly sets the stage for the eps finale. esperedes swung, panning drums give it a disorienting feeling of otherworldliness from the get go. this is before youre greeted by an alien, slightly dubbed out melody and a hanting backing drone that feels like a reference (perhaps in opposition) to the angelic chords of the eps first track. its on this closing track that tozzis delicate, expert sound design best shines through, and really has to be heard to be understood.

voda (water) the second part of his trilogy sees aleksei nikitin delving deep into baltic seas. coming up again with chilled flows of acid on vdaleke, the bubbly yet driving thump of subaqueous place-holder, then he goes diving even further on the flip, cruising through underwater caves filled with ten-tacles of twisted, seductive electro, gnarly acid-techno, before finally emerging in iskatel, ears still ringing with harmonies of shredded beauty.

on their debut album, celephaïs takes the listener on a trip into the distant lands of the mind. the album contains six long tracks, each of which tell a different story. think of opium induced daydreaming, celephaïs is here to hold hands so you feel safe enough to delve deeper into dissociation. the presented advanced synthesizer works display earthly undertones of dirt, hypnotizing noises, drumming sounds of distant rituals as well as ringing crystals. comes with a special artwork as insert.
written and produced by ian martin and jeroen holthuis.

sonder: the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own. -- introducing the new ambient tape series from banoffee pies records you don’t remember how you got home and now you re waking up again. the alarm won’t stop ringing, and the person on the radio won’t stop talking, you re opening your phone while your brain is busy, and it’s burning right into you, stinging all over the parts of your mind that you cannot reach. so you arrive here, because your thoughts are piling up, and falling over, and crashing round your head and you want to take the swirling mess and hold it outside of you. repeat machine.

limited numbered record store day 2016 release, 12 inch lp in gatefold sleeve with cd included.
for the first time, the last album variety of the rita mitsouko, released in 2007 is available in vinyl! the electrifying french band comes up with a 1000 units limited and numbered edition. it features a poster with a beautiful picture of catherine ringer and fred chichin.

after a handful of 12-s for labels like hessle, liberation technologies and his own imprint b.s hell, bandshell returns with a knock out blow for ftd!
mutant drum structures, cascading synths and industrial bell ringing forms the backdrop to bandshell’s latest work. those paying close attention to his output over the years will remember his work on labels like hessle audio, liberation technologies and his own recently setup b.s. hell.

your lost property is ready for collection. the mysterious series of reduxes, reworks & re- versions continues. wild rumours abound about who is behind them, but it seems likely pbr streetgang may have something to do with it, that or ghost of walter gibbons, we cant be sure. from the obscure and rare proto electro gem endo to the adriatic, windswept euphoria of rimini cruising and then a sultry, spacey one night stand that is hott in the city .on the flip, the classic re-cut of do it yer sen it s vocal message ringing as true up on the bleak moors of yorkshire as it does on the mean streets of new york. finally say anything takes us home on a wing and a prayer, a perfect end of the night record

it’s a match made in heaven, techno veteran dino sabatini meets up and coming talent luigi tozzi, who over the last couple of years has delivered stellar eps for the likes of hypnus records, dynamic reflection, mental modern, and sabatini’s own outis music. anyone familiar with the two will know they share an aptitude for adventurous and evolving techno. this is crystallised in this collaboration, which doesn’t take the easy path of creating straightforward club tracks. instead, the three tracks on this release explore the subtler sides of the two producers. that’s not to say this isn’t club music - it is - but they have a lot more to offer than pure functionality. the ep opens with manticora. this eight-minute experience takes the listener through winding claustrophobia as ringing feedback pulses across the stereo field and cavernous rhythms dance about, hard to quite grab. these rhythms build to a point to which they solidify and fall into place, a point at which the track gains a feeling of propulsion, alongside shifting and emotive reverberations and resonances. next up is celeno, a track that slowly unravels under a backing of shuffling hats and a rolling kick drum. twinkling synths swirl around before giving way to a rhythmic and compelling melody. celeno’s musical themes continue into the third and final track, aello, which eases you in with softer drums while a haunting drone builds up. over this, ghostly arpeggios develop alongside weightier drums that carry the track through until the end, leaving just enough time for the drone to ring out and provide a fitting end to the ep.

here it is, the 12th disc on hotline recordings, ringing off two wicked & wild dancefloor abstractions from none other than gantz.
tut-tut situation has been doing the rounds on dubplate for some time now, with the bandulu massive, commodo, etch and the likes giving this one big support from day one – we’ve seen dancefloors bruk out like a bunch of confused nutters to this one… it’s a certified soundsystem banger for wrong’uns.
on the flip, gantz comes with a new direction of style, dipping into the acid-drenched rave sound of the 90’s with his own set of information. rugged, distorted rhythms grind up against an infectious melody and love’d up vocals, once again, this is proper party gear for all twisted minds (and legs even).

raw machine funk from an intergalactic mind – hakim murphy brings us two contrasting sides of classic analog jams, chicago style. on the a-side, ‘toms from space’ and ‘bgstyle’ both have a melodic nostalgia, the former with pads and drum accents that are almost conversational, the latter’s ringing synth lines cleaving more to the jamal moss school of machines-gone-wild, but still in an introspective mood. the b-side is a heavier affair, ‘stompsb’ coming at you with a barrage of snares, claps and toms that will tickle the more adventurous dancers out there. by ’tf3_2’ the machines are in pure revolt, battery draining and sounds escaping in fits and starts – avant-garde chicago house, no questions asked.

limited edition of 500 copies on 180g vinyl, hand stamped, individually numbered records, single press only.

moscow label grow continues in fine creative form, seemingly not sticking to a motive or trend but rather concentrating on the strength of character within the music it releases. for the labels eighth release the artist is berlin based the marx trukker, who over the last 10 years has been developing his very distinct sound and recent output on labels like pluie/noir, the untold stories, and most recently noorden, have all been especially impressive. now on grow comes the 4 track vinyl * heavens crackling*, from the title one is expecting something awesome, and the album does not disappoint, right from the off, the first track: * a time well spent*, begins with celestial tones ringing out and the performance develops with great synth work, enlightened and very enlivening, spring is in step and something is beginning. the record continues at such a level throughout, overflowing with rich tones, warmth, and raw sounding percussion. in the second track, * all the boating still a tide to go*, deep warm bass and strings reverberate, as if amidst a hot harbours summer, then the ethereal synths return as magical breezes of cooling wind on a june day. on the bside comes the title track * heavens crackling*, the tone has cooled, there is an autumnal vibe, extended tones of an eerie but reassuring nature provide the ground, from under which a molten bass flows playfully. the final track, * i do anything but its so cold*, as the title would suggest, again time has passed, gone are the warm relaxed echoes of the the opening tracks, winter has come, and a strong percussive energy becomes the driving force of an especially deep and more introverted last track. in heavens crackling there is an uncanny understanding of time passing and representation of being, its present in the patience and performance within every track, and the effect of the album, which seems, like the seasons, to naturally come full circle, is for the listener indeed to experience a time well spent. top marks for the marx trukker!

with his hugely supported pw vinyl release still ringing gloriously in our ears, robsoul boss phil weeks returns with a brace of releases on the mothership and an exclusive taster from his upcoming artists album due later this year. today we bring you the first of those eps, lead by the track from phils as yet untitled long-player. *a man needs a woman* is musical sunshine. stirring strings, warm bass and touching vocal riffs, all filtered to perfection by the frenchman. from the fresh open-air sounds of the title track to the rhythms of the club with *where did the night go*. this sweet sensation is a drum-laden weeks special. *i can make you dance* rounds out the ep. a snare driven, hypnotic and bubbling tool, for the discerning dj.

ltd 2014 repress

scaled to fit is the debut ep from london s shift work. four tracks plus four interludes. machine music for hypno dance floors and home listening tranceouts. live shows forthcoming. in their own words: shift work wring everyday sounds into something you can dance to. snippets of woven speech, audio fragments stitched with waves of pulsing mid-priced synths - the noise of syncopation, cheap art, ringing ears, cracked snares, accidents and oscillations. and some very tidy wiring.

nice price deal !!! retro-ist techno sounds ringing with dub! the label says: lot.te is mehmet irdel, a turkish-born artist who has been a friend of the bunker for a long time. hes currently based in brooklyn, where he co-runs rote productions, a company that releases music, graphic works, video compositions, and photography, and takes a strong stance against the concept of intellectual property. irdels early work consisted of soundscapes, noise, and power electronics

cloaked in black, dimly lit and sparkling with dust, warm communications announces umbra volume 1. much in the spirit of adam xs traversable wormhole series, warm is bringing you a collection of anonymous releases that remind to remember drum and bass at its true heart: cracking snares, kick drums hitting your chest, subtle pads playing in an offcentered unison over 808 tones drowning distant thunder. these are the tunes you hear in a mix and say, who was that? the tunes that have made you wake up the next morning and type *id?* in the comments page. the tunes that do not even need to be named. warm communications umbra is truly about the art.
umbra volume 1 is a two-track ep that evokes omni trio and saw-era aphex twin, rumbling sine-heavy bass under ringing melody, computed chords and clean, crisp drums. this is a collectable, limited-edition series labeled appropriately with secretive sewer-grate artwork. umbra volume 1 is lurking there, underground, looking up through the shadows. it is up to you to find out just who is waiting there.

lars wickingers house label is now releasing its number 003 - an event that is celebrated with a various artist compilation.the gang has gathered and is ringing in the festival season!

phobiq presents its 4th vinyl sampler and its another slammer! once again it features only the best the label has to over and does so in the form of powerfull tracks by sasha carassi, hans bouffmyhre, rino cerrone, mark reeve, jerome sydenham and skober. big!!

with the exuberant *hot inside* ep still ringing clearly in the consciousness of revellers across the world, berlin-resident jimmy edgar hands over the reigns of his newly-minted ultramajic imprint for another vivacious outing to launch the metaphysix series, a concept that was developed alongside long-time creative partner pilar zeta.

the swiss techno veteran quenum sweetens our catalogue number 073. we are trying not to go like a bull at the gate with its cock ring on but yes… this one is about sex. the title track on a1 *zone erogene* is a soft voice that salaciously whispers into your ear, while *pornflake* on b1 will set your hormone bells to ringing. the artist, who has made a name for himself through numerous outstanding releases in the past, is not the only remarkable element of this record. upon you is introducing a new concept: vinyl only tracks- meaning that the a2 track of our release *intimate immensity* will only be available on vinyl.

für fans von gas, loscil, simon scott, the sight below, tim hecker. incl download-card, limitiert auf 600 stck smarmoriertes vinyl.

after debuting with an albums worth of experimental, ambient electronic explorations from the hugely talented nyc based jason letkiewicz under his alan hurst moniker, the emotional response label maintains such high standards with their second release. the focus shifts to timothy j fairplay, a uk producer whose growing discography is proving to be impressive too. ears should still be ringing to his world unknown released homage to ancient egypts predilection for psychedelic drugs and its little surprise he has been hand picked for the debut release on sir weatheralls new vinyl initiative bird scarer. the four tracks that make up somebody, somewhere retain that dubby mid tempo poise that permeated fairplays output to date, though he seems to revel in the freedom to experiment emotional response encourages, focusing more on developing expansive patterns of synths on tracks like >aim for the yellow sector< and the title track. special mention too for >i do not believe< which comes on in a deep medi doing digidub style!

with the strains of re-ups freedom still ringing loud in our ears, dissonant prepare to unleash their first slice of summer goodness, a new two track selection from leix. the valencia born, barcelona resident has been exciting dancefloors of his home nation for the past fifteen years, regularly sharing the decks with the worlds leading spinners. with a preoccupation with fusing styles and sounds, a trait that is obvious in his own productions, leix ensures that his own work remains consistently fresh. the novo music boss own productions have already found the support of many of the biggest names in the industry and have seen their release on labels including fumakilla, monza, barraca music, inmotion music, melisma and more. his akane ep is leixs first excursion on dissonant and what a way to kick things off. lead cut akane is as perfect a fit as they come. a locked tight groove, devilish kick and a bubbling acid line that tricks us throughout with its undeviating trajectory. on the flip dumnezeu continues in similar fashion. an understated bassline pulses throughout, as a snare rasps and hats glisten a spoken vocal preaches. the gospel of the dancefloor.