brilliant house nuggets

this time around, greta cottage workshop indulges in a favourite pastime. dubbed out 10” vinyl. flashback of time: a haunting dub techno peregrination . . . giving you that grind it out happening, with your nearest grubby basement/dub rig interface. big inside the ride. utopia & visions: more of a ‘sunday morning, yet i’m not in bed’ experience - replete with laughing children, alien windstorms and dmt pixies chattering in your third earhole. waste a whole day with two copies and a crusty old mixer. specifically niche music for specifically niche people. keep smiling. rdma has been with gcw for time – yet this is a first time outing on record. worth the wait.

greta cottage new boy duccio lp jumps into the fray. flipping a girthy cut & bringing together a pack of melody heavy boompty tech house arse wobblers. proceedings begin with late night swing - a delicately laced flutey chugging acid pumper ... chunky for those big rig nights. proggy as you like hypeway follows the beauty of spaceways, twinkly and fuzzy like the morning after. sambao brings solid mid west rave gear to mind.. prepped for a wig top knock off the old block. it sounds extatic in jediland, can t feel me legs - go and make some friends in the toilets, then stagger back to the fray…

limited vinyl in custom hand-stamped sleeve. finally we get to the release stage of this epic production run. (term not taken lightly) belting tripped out goodness with initial pelter dogness, intimately immersive and stunningly constrained into a sub plunging landscape kalender days gets built on a solid jacking proper chunky as anything heads down roller of a foundation

theo conard, also known as paxton fettel delivers his second lp on greta cottage workshop. entirely produced by mr fettel its an exemplary mix of predominantly instrumental contemporary jazz funk, sometimes featuring the vocal talents of one olivia lincoln.. from the very beginning it is totally and utterly heartfelt - until the floor churning and brazenly life affirming end his emotions are worn firmly on his sleeve. its a serious embodiment of proper fusion and a testament to a phenomenal producer progressively pushing his work in a playful, honest, admirable and honourable way whilst not taking himself too seriously!

a split, double a side ep from arnaldo & monoak for your listening pleasures.

the return of wasserfall to the workshop brings a bunch of well-informed, beautifully executed & idiosyncratic tunes that represent our man so well. charlie, the opener is kind of oddball, jazzed out, abstract house with a strange charlie parker homage. stoned mumbles murk around ideally tuned rimshots and double bass flecks that cheekily plod about sounding like a stumbling one man band.

great greta cottage workshop output

gcw lovingly presents the debut album of a mr paxton fettel. to cut not a particularly long story short, you’re in for a real treat. everything stays the same is a beautifully conceived work of house music which delves in depth and diversity, tapping into the old bittersweet emotion. it s a true labour of love presented in double lp format.

the return of the gcw 10 inch comes at you like some span-dangled carnival procession. mudkid goes and reprises his efforts from gcw01v.pressing on green transparent 10 inch vinyl with handstamped label.

david georgos and bendikt frey reprise their roles in exponential real time music making. causing a melting pot of dilemmas to somehow unfurl into a rather stupendous and thought provoking system of ideas and trance inducing meditative practices.

paxton fettel drops the follow up to not bad for a tenner e.p – and it is tidy like your nans lounge. *jets* gets set to disembark on a paxton trip to a hidden place, and because it rhymes it obviously takes you to space. a secret spot that you only get to see once in a while when the tide is right.. dominating drums demand moves: bust a simple sinking throb, creating a cosmic divulge.

the balls are rolling, the caller has been summoned… eyes down ladies and gentleman for the marx trukker. a for you b for me goes flat out from the get go, trukker bringing forth dub, attenuating heavily bound techno under the sherman filter plough - sleek yet lo-fi sound design, infectious electronic folkart.

limited edition of 300 copies on 180 gram vinyl.
a 4/4 grumble garnished with lashings of spruced creamy loose mousse, will stay (asleep) longs for grazing in yonder meadows. more dancefloor ammo a la gcw. flame serves as a constant shifting platform of rhythmic maneuvers. constrained compression builds into an alliance of syncopated pressure points, sliding along to a gliding and well-constructed industrial & yet haunting melody. lush. again. came as it went is almost retrospect in its deep house communication. collective thoughts solidify an incessant groove, pulsating and driving stylish hands up in the air shit with it’s muscular intro volve fattens out its thuds and relinquishes any timidness bound inside, then steady paces a woeful glow. the pitter patter of tiny cut ups emit misfortune for a heady array of beautiful feelings. the thumping work out of make it strips back to traditional wasserfall form, making fundamental elements count & creating that signature groove off. in tune and on point.

the heart melting, floor obliterating grooving beast when the mud falls is held with high regard in the gc stables. solidly built on a foundation of fat tuned kicks, curly sub and an uncompromising tour de force piano spiral. effervescently ethereal, bringing on vague recollections of 80s high-end synth led kosmische production

paxton fettel intrinsically invites you to the very core of his soul with mana, a heart wrenching ode to suave and unassuming house music. real instruments and penetrating decisiveness serve an emotionally rendered piece of the blues, perpetually enticing mood binding empathetic maneuvers. paxton orchestrates feeling with musicality well beyond the average clique, despairing yet hopeful, slickly jazzed and upfront drumming produce a mad example of what he is capable of pulling off/straight out of copenhagen we get treated to yet another fine instance of a paxton fettel classic with they go unseen.

brill deep, groovin and raw tracks...

the music is about mind opening vibrations. seeing no borders between genres. 180gr. vinyl

a product of his surroundings, wasserfall creates organic, electronic music using an array of tools - including a nord modular g2x, a roland tr 909, a roland sp 404 sampler & an apogee ensemble – but dont think for one minute that its all about the gear, and that he is just a technical producer. field recordings feature heavily in his work, and you can often find him patrolling the streets of oslo or berlin hunting for the perfect sound that will convey his ideas within the piece. anders is just as at home creating scores for film as he is producing rhythms for the dance floor, during his time in berlin he created a contemporary soundtrack of the old russian silent-fim classic a man with a movie camera (dziga vertov 1929) which was performed live in berlin, bremen and in bergen. after all this is said and done, the e.p boils down to just one thing - house music for the heads. nothing lightweight, just the heavy goods. long time coming on vinyl, dont miss out on the result of a year of work getting it just right, if you managed to bag the previous #gcw vinyl you know we take absolute pride in our output. a strictly limited pressing. mastered to 180g vinyl by the one & only john dent @ loud mastering.

10 inch candy coloured vinyl. hand stamped & numbered in the cottage (350 run) cut@loud no mp3/ digital – heavy duty clear poly sleeve. mudkid is franklin de costa – support from luke solomon & ewan pearson
mudkid always holds the fort when it comes to large girthed funk jams. loik comes with a toe curling array of mechanical energy and stomping house plushness, all the while acting as a constant foray into your subconscious dealings.

theo conard, also known as paxton fettel delivers his second lp on greta cottage workshop. entirely produced by mr fettel its an exemplary mix of predominantly instrumental contemporary jazz funk, sometimes featuring the vocal talents of one olivia lincoln. from the very beginning it is totally and utterly heartfelt - until the floor churning and brazenly life affirming end his emotions are worn firmly on his sleeve. its a serious embodiment of proper fusion and a testament to a phenomenal producer progressively pushing his work in a playful, honest, admirable and honourable way...whilst not taking himself too

the kindred minds of simon huxtable (aural imbalance) and rhys davies joined forces to create out of platos cave, a haven for their earthy creative output. distilled ambience and ethereal vocals resonate in harmony capturing an otherworldly spirit of the greater good.

please order fast, last copies left !!!two mixes not available digitally. pressed on 180 gram vinyl, hand stamped by the artist. limited edition of 350 copies.... bored with the dull digital downloads of todays so called dance music scene, swayzak & greta cottage workshop bring you a 100% vinyl only release. this is the first release on vinyl for gcw and we hope to continue the series. it seems djs only want to play what they get for free these days and this baby they have to pay for(!) so dont expect it in too many charts. positive feedback from michael mayer, damien lazarus, patrice baumel and eddie richards to name a few. a seriously underground release from the always alternative thinkers swayzak!!

laslo, a hungarian producer, and newcomer to the greta cottage woodpile, creates and then inhabits a sonic world that is uniquely his own on minden nap vasarnap. through layers of delays, cavernous reverb, the ever-present crackling high end of light noise, tones and melody flicker through and decay into a washed out dub oblivion.