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.

the man who brought saltyness into house music- julius steinhoff - comes up with his second solo 12inch on smallville- so glad. connecting to salty days - one of the longplayers of the decade by smallpeople (aka julius and dionne), steinhoffs soloworks strike even more voluptuary with slightly rapturous pleasure. being founder of hamburgs finest record store and label, smashing worlds deepest parties with guests such as omar s, jus-ed, mike huckaby, xdb, steven tang and tons of other favorites, julius steinhoffs knowledge has been compressed to a state of the mind 12 inch.