during their european tour earlier this year, canadian duo jokers of the scene stopped over for a couple of days at club bizarre studio in northern france. the two pair of producers locked up and came up with betaville and breakwater, two killer lo-fi and spaced out tracks. betaville is a fuzzy dream that will make you dance in slow motion with your head in the clouds. boasting a strong melodic and nostalgic feel, it unfolds its warm analog synth pads, old school sequences and drum machine to psychedelic effect. imagine boards of canada wanting to make you dance. even slower is breakwater, a dirtier, chunkier track that ditches the softness of betaville in favour of a more in your face bass line and all together rougher attitude. it chugs along to old fashioned beat box claps and percussion and quirky synth melodies. lastly betaville gets the timothy j fairplay treatment of being violently pulled apart and chucked in all corners. reminiscent of early chemical brothers music, a heavy beat slaps over agressive drugged up analog sound effects while a repetitive, haunting melody screams on top and reverberated vocals whisper in your ears. scary.

fly by night music heads deep under the cover of darkness with our first super limited white label edition, serving up a four tracker of sleazy jams and hot tub grooves. channeling soul, discofunk and old school house vibes straight from fbnm’s own boss lorenzo, white rabbit recordings head giovanni damico and label mainstays riccio and mayo soulomon, we have something for everyone if you are quick enough to grab a copy! 100 copies only, no digital, no repress, don’t sleep.

pisetzky’s sound comes from a walk through elevated paths, passing through obscure lanes of a mysterious soul. hidden between its urban inspiration, his music expresses a unique vibe that drifts from a dialogue though this inspiring metropolitan nature. shy spirits whisper wistfully synths of a never ending voyage, five alluringly deep tracks that hit their hypnotic impetus as soon as you let them lead their full ambitious course. elevation, born from a collaboration with primal, has been produced in a nordic desolated environment in the outlands of copenaghen.

we warmly welcome back kettel who makes his return to clone/dub records since his debut cenny crush 15 years ago (which was followed by the brilliant whisper me wishes in 2007). after a hiatus of 3 years since his last release kettel is releasing his new album on clone records.

a new year brings with it a new anoma. our third aural artifact is crafted by multi-faceted artisan radiq and features the vivacious vocals of do mi. the japanese artists composition hovers in the ether between jazz and electronic music and is coaxed through the scales in radiant fashion by miss mi. the groove and sonic elation of side a s used world propel the listener to a luscious cloud where you float on the voice to a destination unknown. follow-up track sugar roads is a saucy adventure down a brazen path that twists and turns with rhythm and a touch of vulnerable desire. etched onto the b-side is a drum-heavy statement enveloped in rich phonic elements and bolstered by a spectacular keys performance. raza bounces headstrong into an effervescent dome of glee, guided by the whisper of spoken words. laucolos colourful splash -verts- is the leaf-like mural that shrouds the 12inch vinyl treat.

special pack 4crv001 + 4crv002 + 4crv003, including artists like ronan dec, felix bernhardt, blaues licht, alec troniq, tinush, menschenskind

toby tobias has been responsible for some fine quality music over the past 10 years with labels such as rekids, nang, let’s play house and quintessentials all dropping his unique brand of raw, analogue house and techno. a dj’s dj who always seems to pull out a lesser known gem and make it sound like a classic, toby knows his music as well as his studio, inside out.<br /the 2x12 inch lp includes a cd-copy of the full album.>

it grabs you and turns you round. resistance is futile. fall into it gleefully because the darkness has been lit, there is a chill in the air and you feel as taut as a bow. laurent pastor and marc lapeyre (fkclub) are responsible for decadanse where ice doesnt hurt anymore according to the whisper in the title track. the label head was convinced by his partner to start production in a basement studio to create a sound using guitars and synthesisers. the coming together of these 2 strong (id)entities has culminated in an ep which is cinematic (train in vein, easy drive), distinguished post-punk (plan b) and electronic (decadanse). and when susuma makai ventures into the meandering ruin, he delivers a mind-blowing version.

following two previous appearances on the label (a collaboration with matrixxman for delft 004 and a remix of alden tyrell on 006), san francisco s vin sol makes his full solo debut on delft with the memory scan ep: four rough & ready analogue jams fizzing with the effervescent energy that has characterised the producer s output for unknown to the unknown, clone jack for daze and his own soo wavey imprint.

after the last lessizmore release found san proper and maayan nidam crossing swords for the simmering, jammed-out tones of it was a night like this, now the label turns to another close ally for a slice of discerning, upfront house music. louis mcguire lives many different lives in music, from drumming with indie pop outfit ballet school to playing bass for lo-fi electronica group the waves & us. now though his own solo productions are being noticed in the house and techno world, with this new ep following on from a well-received debut on supply records. the diversity of mcguire’s musical leanings feeds into his distinctive sound, as his own take on stripped down, sensual house music bristles with unconventional energy to make for an unforgettable experience that steps up to the most creative frontiers of dance music. live drum sounds rattle around the mix free from quantized safety, while the melodic tones come on warm and fuzzy, capturing the hazy romance of a late morning session as much as the early part of the evening. it’s apparent that mcguire’s weapon of choice is the mpc, channeling his love of gritty beats in the grand tradition of point g and j. dilla. you can hear the spirit of the most adventurous micro house pioneers in the quirky funk of light hearted, while Óreitha revels in the transcendental qualities of a sustained groove without even a whisper of monotony. even with these unusual qualities the music is resolutely built for the dancefloor, and that mcguire manages to be so creative and so focused in the same beat is reason enough to keep tabs on this multifarious and unpredictable operator.

this compilation collects ciullinis self released domestic exile cassette (1983) as well as other selections

the revenant ep is destined to be in your gig bag for the foreseeable future. never content to rest on the success of their previous releases, technos working class heroes tunnel, submerge, and lee holman are hitting dark, hypnotic, and heavy with this 12 inch release for naples-based, etichetta nera. a revenant has returned in tripartite form with a whisper on its lips... bang.

limited hand stamped 7 inch, we can t remember the last time we came across a 7- single of straight-up deep house. certainly, it s a novelty, though there s little novel or cheeky about the two tracks showcased on this diddy, coloured vinyl release from spain s minuendo label. 2deepsoul s a-side, -home-, is effortlessly melodious - a warm, rich and enticing blend of shuffling rhythms, swirling chords and the kind of blissfully electronic melodies that make you want to dance with your eyes shut. there s a more organic and quietly soulful feel about owen jay and melchior sultana s flipside effort, -deserted-. blessed with a delicious double bass line, bespoke keys and a whisper of motor city techno (in terms of the electronics, at least), it s a sublime chunk of sensual deepness.

remastered reissue of the 1991 album *mistaken identity* by queen of disco donna summer. pressing on heavyweight 180 gram vinyl, download code included.

a unique piece of work by another new project, this time by some industry veterans

the debut release for atrophic society, home to label founder vohkinne, is the culmination of years of experimentation with different ideas and aliases. slithering and raking across heavy groundswells, centering around a whisper and a groan, chanting through the thud of drums and ritualistic rhythms, battery introduces us to vohkinnes vision. different from its origin, breeding an atmosphere of deliberate anxiety without fear or compromise, the veteran ben sims crafts a clenched fist,unrelenting in purpose. dark and urgent, both interpretations ring clear through the fog.

airdrop records is celebrating its fifth anniversary with a bang, bringing together artists that have helped establish the label from the start along with new additions and special guests

the windtalkers ep comes to vitalik courtesy of the acclaimed collaboration of jef k and chris carrier. individually these two stalwarts of the french house scene are known as master-craftsmen of rhythm, renowned for their tight grooves and deft beat construction. together they compliment each others sensibilities beautifully, as seen on tracks like? in my system? which they collaborated with chicago legend chez damier to form the gathering and now again on the forthcoming windtalkers ep.

remixes coming from jacques renault, moon b and sorcerer.

12inch from the studio barnhus camp – music by baba stiltz, artwork by theodor johansson. palats lures you in with its grandiose synth theme over popping percussion before all bassline mayhem breaks loose. crypt is a soft whisper of a house anthem, full of beautiful babaesque melodies that finally disintegrate into heavenly static. watch out for a baba stilz long player dropping on studio barnhus later this year.

like a prophecy vids new release camelie whisper in you ear and enchant your mind.

wonderful, lovely, gorgeous, sweet, fantastic, grand, howling, marvelous, happy, rattling, terrific, tremendous, unique, fabulous, pleasing, incredible, massive, extreme, great, extraterrestrial, mindblowing, wicked, weird, amazing, far-out, neat, peachy, spicy, awesome, yummy, stunning, breathtaking, delightful, lovely, miraculous, beautiful, inspiring house music!

with reality on the horizon, lets play house continues to prove its not afraid to push the boundaries of house music while simultaneously broadening the spectrum of talent its roster embodies. the ep features four tracks by two los angeles-based outfits who have been around for a few years, primarily as taste-maker djs—cosmic kids and fingerpaint, a.k.a. tyler blake of classix

ethereal, haunted deep house music from beyond the grave, spirit-channeling from the deepest recesses of electro-spiritual obscurity. the slow to speak label presents its latest offering—a residual of the holy-era of the ny underground continuum, conjuring the ritual and pomp of the new electronic goth without abandoning its undeniable roots in the techno/deep house story. dark-matter melodies interlock in an ever off-centering orbit of sparse percussive return, while the distorted exhortations of some wandering intergalactic phantasm whisper menacingly just beneath the surface. trance-inducing, strangely unsettling and ultimately transcendent—further evidence that electronic music can transport its listeners into the fertile pastures of the sublime like any other high art. clear vinyl pressing with japanese obi.

this sound will definitely clear your mind and thats a promise! with great pleasure brouqade proudly presents dragosh, a highly talented young producer from rumania. his ep, five is uncompromisingly devoted to his obsession with snare and bass descending into the depths, there, where the beat sharpens the senses. vocals whisper unexpected secrets. dragoshs molecular, crystal clear sound beams directly onto the dancefloors. no detours.

after a superb 2011 for crosstown rebels, they are now proud to present their next album, amirali >in time<. tipped as a one to watch for 2012 (mixmag), iranian/canadian producer amiralis debut album is truly exceptional, a subtle combination of house, techno, funk, electronica and downbeat with indie sensibilities. the album is reminiscent of depeche mode, radiohead, underworld and art department all through a modern electronic paradigm. amirali features on vocals on the album and is already being widely, regarded as one of the most accomplished debut albums of recent years. his recent single beautiful world (featuring remixes from deniz kurtel, daniel bortz & hrdvsion) was met with rapturous appeal gaining an ever-increasing legion of fans. in time is a fantastic body of work, from the hit singles my way, beautiful world and just an illusion to the down tempo painting on a canvas and last words, the album is full of beautiful sonic vignettes. other highlights include the broken beat whisper, the infectious hear me and the mammoth sounds of my life. just an illusion will be released shortly after the album featuring mk, franck roger and appleblim remixes. amirali has succeeding in producing a mesmeric and consummate body of work. the album has already been playlisted on npr and looking like another big album release for crosstown rebels.

aura go rises, opens, rouses not unlike a soft light growing to illumination, a day slowly revealing itself. synths whisper and ring out – like bells marking an early hour – at the start, followed by a succession of other awakenings: a palpitating beat, vocalizations that repeat like undulations, percussive poundings and ringings. it all leads to full on, acid-infused, dance floor hypnosis, with producer dennis dj mcnany pushing polyrhythmic, almost tribal beats to the very front. with the addition of husky vocals from collaborator jee young sim – imagine siouxsie sioux crossed with planningtorock – the sound becomes something altogether, and altogether unexpectedly, gorgeous.

edits may be dead, but just when your elitist attitude comes to a head and you think you re on top of your game, there will always be someone deeper, faster and still motivated enough to rekindle your digging desires. where blackdisco volume 10 saw the return of lovefingers and nitedog, volume xi pushes forward into new territory (and with a new aesthetic) by welcoming a group of three deep diggers who shun musical trends and their inherent fakers. dea, albion & spacelex combine their vinyl-mining efforts to unearth some real diamonds from the rough. deas cut malaka is a floater with a funky sailboat vibe, while his complimentary cut taubat takes the tired jungle disco vibe to new level with its triumphant synth-led chorus, an absolute stunner that could be extended for 20 minutes. on the flip, albion spoons water over the coals, steaming up the joint with an uptempo percussion bomb as if santana had a disco secret, and spacelex rides us out with a sexy rock groove complete with mysterious male voiceover, almost as if someone lowered the volume to whisper in your ear.

lime dubs returns with a really sharp ep by brazilian alex mind. the power of the release lies in the electronic but yet melodic style consisting of bright synths and basses all perfectly coming together on 3 very strong and well produced tracks.

from the very outset, the m.c.d.e. remix of shit robots >answering machine< picks up in a completely different realm from marcus lambkins original, which appears on his 2010 debut, from the cradle to the rave. the stuttgart-based producer has replaced janine >planningtorock< rostrons slowly rising vocal opener with outerspace emanations that fade as they drift into a constellation of wide house grooves and deep bass. rostrons own pizzo remix is up next, and in (a)typical fashion, she takes the song and shifts its mood by clearing away the dancier elements of its predecessor in favor of a foundation of strings in every form: plucked pizzicato notes, low cellos tones, and high pitched violins that flit through. last up is another rostron creation, the whisper remix, which actually outpaces lambkins version in bpm, but is lighter all the same. here, she uses synths almost as a wash of white noise – a whisper, if you will – and only drops heavier vocals here and there along the songs rustling path.

jan driver ist gleichzeitig techno & disco, punk & uk-dubtech! seine vorabmaxi >gain reaction< auf boys noize erhielt grossen support bei house & techno djs wie erol alkan, miss kitten, modeselektor, tiga & der ed banger-crew! nun liefert der berliner partyheld, der in seiner langjährigen karriere über 100 remixes (u.a. für armand van helden, laurent garnier, faithless & afrika bambaataa) erzeugte, und sich jüngst vor allem als mastering-engineer & co-produzent von modeselektor & siriusmo auszeichnete, ein erstklassiges, bassgetriebenes, deepes album ab, mit dem er sich endlich wieder selbst als erfahrener artist in den fokus stellt und von dem ed banger-chef busy p behauptet, es sei jan drivers bislang beste arbeit!

blue skies and late nights, camp fires and cheap delights and whisky drained straight from the jar. in a hammock slung below a sky of dreams and sea of stars lay a pop princess and a hip hop pioneer, arms entwined and eyes locked into each others stare they whisper sweet – nothings to each other, >you re flash< he says >take it slow< she purrs back >and dont even dont think about going down under!< a mile or two out to sea, floats what has come to be known as a mega-yacht. aboard his life like an episode of mtv cribs but with more parties and less gold-encrusted pool tables. surrounded by beauties by the bevy and sipping on gin and juice, duff scans the horizon with his telescope (solid platinum, encrusted with diamonds, built in infa red) and spies young love or a new hope. smiling to himself he thinks >they look different, younger perhaps at least changed, if not for the better but changed at least which is surely a good thing<. he turns to the girls on the boat, one hand pointing to the shore and the other raising his drink to the sky he shouts >i helped create that<.

with support by john selway, stephan bodzin, perc, technasia, xhin, tony rohr, dean facer and many more. the catalogue number 013 on the berlin label phunkit records is at the same time the starting shot for the first vinyl release. and exactly this one shows down-to-earth techno from the capital, elaborated and cunning, by the artist duo takt tick. the actual overhead conveyors and host djs from the tresor club present trend-setting productions. the name >u1< is, brought to the point, a little journey through the time of berlins underground. the a1 side sends the listener on a trip which is coined by dynamical passages of highs and crispy bass parts. uncompromisingly does the rhythm chase around the focused, flogging consonance and the slowly modulated intervals with short breaks. on the b side: >whisper<, a subtle peak-time monster which does not know any kind of holdup, full of energy and only waiting for the chance to make the strobes lose their wind. >black worms is a b2-bomber for sure. with its dusky sounds, it is solidly rolling without downward movement. shady, resonant, consequent and remorseless.

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the duo from uruguay monoblock are back with another deadly combination of tracks. finally the time has come to release (on vinyl only) the bootleg entitled >in-tensiones<. a complex remix using several horn parts and held together by a labyrinth of percussion. the result is a monster of a groove backed by samples from one of jazzs all time greats.
next up is >soul whispers<. looking for a dark groove that fuses fine minor chords and sultry whisper like vocals then look no further. monoblock again create a shaker of a groove that keeps things flexing all whilst keeping the floor pondering and guessing at whats to come. a super funky combo that monoblock have built their reputation on!

in a fresh, light and nippy way mr. russell drums us out of the indian summer into the oriental autumn. pipes of pan prance above this cool arab beat and take a rocking guitar line in between. and because germany becomes extremely cold these days, fenou #9 heats up more pressing than its predecessors and warms us on top with a vocal taken from the arabian nights that crackles in our ears. the flip side shows more deepness and blows over a warm breeze of spanish dance air on the guitar. vocals whisper longingly above the drums, engrossed in thought far away at the seaside. with this record autumnal coldness is long forgotten and expelled.

upon you 029 is a split double a-side ep. mathias has gone for his patented sway technique and has released a shameless, no regrets, rave monster from the murky depths of his chicago-house box. whereas marco resmann, on aa, has taken a subtler, cooler and more secretive approach, venturing out into the dub countryside and having mz sunday love whisper the words: i will love you into this chrystal clear arrangement. two distinctively diverse quality products from the upon you family

andré decided spontaneously to record fresh material especially for the label, more than 6 months before our fi rst release. this says a lot about the common trust that was born that day, much before the hype surrounding the man. the result of this saw the light some weeks later in the form of vehemence of silence, a track of indeniable power which breathes long years of djing & berlin afterhours as much as uncovering close impressions of andré’s emotional outcome. this is what made me feel that track like a whisper to my body & soul and what makes me so proud to release it today… more than 10 months down the line, andré improved it, tested it on the fl oor till a fi nal club listening session in the middle of the berghain dancefl oor where we both knew it was ready to be shared… this special track needed of course outstanding alternative perspectives and it didnt take me long to propose my old friend danilo plessow amongst andrés favorites to give it his magic : motor city drum ensembles version translates an unexpected techno jam reminiscent of the best early soma days. the ep is completed by a second original called dark edge, a sophisticated & raw deep house joint. a&r and words by dairmount

support by dirt crew, laurent garnier, blacksoul...

excellent detroit/chicago influenced deep grooving - sometimes dubby house tracks!! u cant afford to miss this quality trippy 4 tracker...

the song originated directly after their second brazil tour to honour a woman from the ghetto sao paolos. what is exactly behind this acquaintance remains confidential. some whisper the girl from the favela would have saved their life. others again state

once more compound delivers another storming output with some of the creme da la creme of the techno scene to date. division ep has all the elements of funk to hard deep pounding grooves from the likes of glenn wilson, wetworks, dean rodell, monocore, zoid and mucky beats, making this various a must have for any techhead to have in their box. a1: monocore open this ep with lingering whisper a well crafted floor banger that builds over its existence to a total crowd pleaser giving the ep a kick start in the right direction. a2: dean rodell and wetworks prove with their first collaboration that techno can move and groove with a colourful arrangement of sounds without losing the drive that we have come to expect from these 2 producers. b1: glenn wilson leads the b side with risen, again a xxxxl pounder with cheese in true wilson style: a stabby deep number with rhythms and grooves that u expect from the tech master himself! b2: last but not least 1 of the uk biggest up and coming techno artists zoid and mucky beats give their debut on compound with japanese clank a thunder thumper of a track that highlights the strength of sound the island has to offer today. a class floor mangler to finish off an ep that has something for every hard tech division

with the electronic justice 12inch, james t. cotton and d_marc cantu saw off another thick slab of classic chicago acid. opener >1mg< is a relentless teutonic grind, tightly constructed yet engraved with enough subversive tweaks to hint at the most experimental urges of james t. cotton_s other persona, tadd mullinix. >werkin house< and >static vision< follow close behind with the brooding squelch of a 303. and if these take us deep inside the darkest warehouse, then the title track reveals the inner depths of the artists themselves. >electronic justice< may well be 2am/fm_s manifesto, a rolling vocal creeper whose laser-beam pulses ebb and flow around a synthesized mantra: >experimental vision/ this is us, who we are/ this is our religion.< fitting words to chant, shout, or whisper in the flicker of a strobe at 2am, after all..

incl the big hits: clocks, in my place & politik ! the best band of the world ! from 2002 !

highly profiled spanish producer pablo bolivar is the creative mind behind this feature. pablo has already established himself on the electronic music scene with a series of 12 inches, a long player and is also successful dj. here comes his debut on mis records with a great phage & daniel dreier remix (highrade)

unglaublich tiefer ambient vom neu seeländischen meister der hitech-zartheit. glaub ihm alles was er sagt.

brill 80s electro italo disco !!!