sometimes, despite todays high-octane, fast-track and hyper-hysteric music business - you come across things that seem so pure, perfect and poetic that it almost hurts. socialo blanco is one of these objects
repress with black sleeve , you remember that kung fu kid movie, where he had to wash the motorcycles for years and then…whatever, constant dripping wears away the stone. dublin-manchester-nycs finest krystal klear (cold tonic, all city, tooth pick) has been honing his skills as a dress man for years and also made a name for himself as an expert in all things (electronic) boogie. the division is his dapper debut ep for running back. custom-made club studies shifting between sound factories, hot haciendas, heavenly lagoons and chrome-plated dance floors: fast, slow, hard and soft. a love letter to dance music written with pink ink. oh, and there is neutron dance on it as well…yes, the euphoric fun one. once again: dance!
mark barrott is the man behind international feel, roca, future loop foundation, as well as being a founding of the balearic boy-band talamanca system alongside gerd janson & lauer. nature sounds of the balearics is marks debut lp on running back incantations. most music does not come out of nowhere. arising and appearing in a pre-existing system of influences, cross-references, roots, memories and desires, it either directly points towards a heritage or into the future. mark barrotts nature sounds of the balearics is a bit of both
lauer always rhymes with power. proven by countless remixes, productions and projects like arto mwambe, black spuma, talamanca system or tuff city kids and his own-brand. there arent many dance floors left that havent been blessed by all this glory. now, the aptly titled third album of frankfurts prime export regarding all things melodic, teenaged and synthesized, intensifies, condenses and hones the sound, he has been developing for years: a topical take on classic dance and 80ies pop figures, disco music in a closet (lauer is still in denial), singing arpeggios, android choirs, beautiful bass lines and sometimes the apparitional architecture of house music.
repress with blue standard sleeve ! you remember that kung fu kid movie, where he had to wash the motorcycles for years and then…whatever, constant dripping wears away the stone. dublin-manchester-nycs finest krystal klear (cold tonic, all city, tooth pick) has been honing his skills as a dress man for years and also made a name for himself as an expert in all things (electronic) boogie. the division is his dapper debut ep for running back. custom-made club studies shifting between sound factories, hot haciendas, heavenly lagoons and chrome-plated dance floors: fast, slow, hard and soft. a love letter to dance music written with pink ink. oh, and there is neutron dance on it as well…yes, the euphoric fun one. once again: dance!
when i first stumbled across mix tapes out of hamburgs seminal front club (with klaus stockhausen and boris dlugosch at the helm) during the glorious and carefree early days of the popularized internet, there were certain tracks on them that struck a chord. in fact there was one specifically, i couldnt stop listening to. the mixture of an infectious bass line, a super sharp snare, music and harmony vocal snippets, happy claps and synths lines that evoked pictures of a convertible going down a coastline, and - to top it all off - a tribal chant, was irresistible. after some intensive track-id-hunting pre-shazam, i found out that the heaven-sent hymn was music by an act called syncbeat. originally released in 1984 during the craze that was called uk electro via street sounds resp. streetwave and later licensed to german omnivore zyx records. a joint venture between the electro-funk mastermind,dj pioneer and edit maestro greg wilson as well as manchester musicians martin jackson & andy connell, it is exactly that type of dance track that eludes any classification - as you can see from my description above. or to cite greg wilson himself from one of his essays on the subject of uk electro: the track that received the best response was music by syncbeat, which was full of good vibes and could have easily been re-vamped down the line as a house track.
whistles out: shan returns to running back. with his fourth ep for the imprint to date, he delivers his typical dance-floor-proof, peak-time ready and subtle rave signaling house sound. informed and inspired by the playfulness of the smiley culture days, english summer and gerd jansons boiler room premiered favorite „who run tings, mark the raydon airfield side, while take me to the top and the club mix of awakenings (the original appeared as a contribution to rush hours musik for autobahns series) take over the warehouse business. simple, yet smart, effective and euphoric, this is music for djs and strobe light honeys alike.
2018 repress , genius of time for running back! finally making the esteemed juno jam - known and dearly loved since john talabots dj-kicks contribution - available to a wider public for the first time, the gothenburg couple draw a whole tribal-vodoo-house-ep around it. percussion happy and as spiritual as a green mass, it would make joe claussell proud. bass drum, djungel muzik!
assertiveness can be virtue. hence, boss moves - luca lozanos debut for running back - is aptly titled. generously spread over two vinyl plates, lozano investigates the hybrid sound that once was embodied by groups like future sound of london, labels like guerilla and djs such as sasha or dave angel. blessed with the production of skills of today, the eyes of a tailor and the chemoreceptors of a perfumer, the klasse wrecks and grafiti tapes man delivers nine tracks that do it all: tribal, trance, breakbeats, house, 303s, bleeps, rave, dubby deepness and pianos. like a trip down the 3d-visual-kaleidoscopic-artwork* hole or a snake charmer without a flute. intake as a whole, record it to your tape desk and feel like tuning into on a pirate station in ‘95. happiness is just around the bend. *none of that can be found here. see explosive black-and-white sleeve for further reference.
repress with red standard sleeve ! you remember that kung fu kid movie, where he had to wash the motorcycles for years and then…whatever, constant dripping wears away the stone. dublin-manchester-nycs finest krystal klear (cold tonic, all city, tooth pick) has been honing his skills as a dress man for years and also made a name for himself as an expert in all things (electronic) boogie. the division is his dapper debut ep for running back. custom-made club studies shifting between sound factories, hot haciendas, heavenly lagoons and chrome-plated dance floors: fast, slow, hard and soft. a love letter to dance music written with pink ink. oh, and there is neutron dance on it as well…yes, the euphoric fun one. once again: dance!
to the beat of the drum! contrary to its predecessor, the second volume of rhythm trainx only features only one drummer and one drummer only. said drum is by courtesy of ketiov (the brain child of catz n dogz voitek taranczuk) and what was initially expected to be just a contribution to a various artist compilation, mushroomed into a six-track exercise in bonus beats and rhythm tools, with propelling percussions, murky bass lines and tribal thrills. channeling the heroes of the past with the means of today, ketiov balances functionality with interestingness. impressively crafted, brilliantly executed and perfectly pounding. even deaf djs could spice up their sorry lives with two copies of this. blow your whistle!
1st press full colour sleeve edition limited to initial print! you remember that kung fu kid movie, where he had to wash the motorcycles for years and then…whatever, constant dripping wears away the stone. dublin-manchester-nycs finest krystal klear (cold tonic, all city, tooth pick) has been honing his skills as a dress man for years and also made a name for himself as an expert in all things (electronic) boogie. the division is his dapper debut ep for running back. custom-made club studies shifting between sound factories, hot haciendas, heavenly lagoons and chrome-plated dance floors: fast, slow, hard and soft. a love letter to dance music written with pink ink. oh, and there is neutron dance on it as well…yes, the euphoric fun one. once again: dance!
2lp gatefold, running back welcomes andreas grosser for the start of its non-dancefloor series running back incantations. released in 1981 on uks york house recordings as a cassette tape only. now carefully transferred from an archived tape, remastered and compiled on a double album for the first time, it features the previously unreleased and not less mesmerizing the quantum leap
pardon us, it just had to be done! a remix package for tornado wallaces bestseller and critically-acclaimed debut album lonely planet. guest list: i:cube, move d, prins thomas. menu: two masterful house music takes on today, one psychedelic bongo shuffle with the parts of trance encounters and an added bonus beat. results: entertainment, excitement, enticement.
our fifth release is the las vegas connection, who were a new orlean band from the 1970s that released two singles on senator jones hep me. this will be a limited press of 500 units only which has been licensed through warren hildebrand and mardi gras music. running back to you is a glorious soulful dancer that has received plays in recent years on the rare soul scenes across the globe. on the flip is the uptempo disco grooved give me your love with a luscious vocal delivery from jackie pettis.
GET CLOSER (TIGER&WOODS, GERD JANSON RMX, DJ OYSTER RMX)
12" Vinyl D18.12.17
here we are again! courtesy of valerie dore. numero due in the super sound singles series on running back continues on the re-issue/update tip of inexpensive records. big in the charts in 1985, the italian queen of romantic dance made her second single get closer a clairvoyant poem about… errr… life and love: when the world is running down get closer! think stonewashed jeans, endless summers on italian beaches, boats coming back to the shore. remixed by fellow country men tiger & woods, get closer gets sandblasted into our modern times and the necessary treatment to be the peak- and night time hug fest, it’s always supposed to be. add a run out tool by dj oyster and a gentle dj-friendly edit by gerd janson of the original to the billboard. and always remember: changing your spell can save you.
younger rebinds is a new project and imaginary band by the inimitable and unstoppable benny rodrigues. maybe best-known for his rod moniker and releases on klockworks, rodrigues embodies and keeps the candour, spirit and curiosity that made techno music stand out in its start-up years - and that s exactly what we have here. the -retro 7 ep- makes the most of the classic 707 drum machine, gnarly synths, ambient soundscapes, pianos and organs. done in a way that is as much new wave, as it is electronic disco. spread out over a double-pack with eight tracks (8!, get it?), the younger rebinds hit the sweet spot between vintage dj hell aesthetics, sterac electronics and trevor jackson s metal dance dogma, if its choir would be muted. loud pressing and hypnotic artwork included. please don t look at it for more than 5 minutes.
say what you wanna say, but you have to give strahil velchev this: the manÆs a powerhouse. recording and playing live under the kink alias, he went on to become one of finest purveyorÆs of funk in techno and house. what it is, by definition, ainÆt exactly clear. and that is the beauty of it. kinkÆs music is unifying in the best possible way. channeling the spirit and feeling of a time where it didnÆt really matter who the faces behind the music were, kink plays with the elements of genres and sub-genres as if the future of it all is still wide-open. at the same time it could be accused of retro-fetishism, as much as the pope himself is infallible. the pure need to recreate moments, feelings and experience - rather than carbon copies of existing designs - was what started kinkÆs production work. hailing from bulgaria, it was nearly impossible to get your hands on all the records and music that fed into a system of raves, clubs and record shops that seemed far away from sofia, and financially it might as well have meant another galaxy. wanting to dj without having access to the tracks that spun the carousel meant that you had to create them yourselves. so, here we go with a private bootlegger gone public mastermind and one of the loudest voices in house, techno and beyond. from kinkÆs early productions with neville watson to his smash-hit for ovum, a cerebral album for macro, tons of remixes & tracks and his mind-bending live act, playground seems to take all that into a blender. simultaneously a sound-summary, the harvest of a field of ideas, and the exhibition of an artist in his prime, it also works as a sort of kink dictionary: avant-garde soundscapes stand next to boisterous bangers, classic club tracks and peak time emotions
being selfish, is one of the good things about running your own label. if you please, you can just try and re-release that certain record that you always wanted for yourself, but never could get your hand on it. now, you can just edit it the way you always wanted it to be (oh, those fade-outsà) and press it up. this is one of these occasions. when kalk (the collaborative project of philippe heinen and joffrey becker) was released on julien briffaz label brif in 1999, i just had started to dj out at a club in darmstadt (the late cafÚ kesselhaus) and the restrained, yet punchy house tracks symbolized what i liked about deep house back then: a mellow alternative to the bpm hunt and rigid attitude in mainstream techno, while not losing itself in chin-stroking wisdom or pesky noodling. it seemed that there werent too many around with the same desire. otherwise akasha wouldnt have remained a diamond in disguise and not what morgan geist so aptly named an unclassic. by his definition, that is: an old by and large forgotten record that would have deserved to be hit. if you take discogs as an indicator, more and more people start to think so though. here is your second chance to obtain a copy of the spirit of kalk. mildly edited and restored in the best human-possible way. mind you, its old house music from days of yore. if you look for the production values of a phil collins, please go somewhere else. dj gj
RUNNING BACK MASTERMIX BY TONY HUMPHRIES (2LP+POSTER+MP3)
2x12" Vinyl+mp3 D18.09.17
running back will mark its fifteenth anniversary with the release of its first label compilation, the running back mastermix, in september. as befitting the celebration of a landmark year in the life of gerd jansonÆs widely adored imprint, janson has invited one of house musicÆs original & greatest proponents of the mastermix, nycÆs tony humphries, to curate and mix the cd & digital editions of the compilation, accompanied by an unmixed double-lp which features a handful of the compilations rare & exclusive cuts. the mastermix is a timely reminder of what has made running back endure and remain at the top of many house music fansÆ favourite label lists for over a decade. beginning with todd terjeÆs blockbuster æragyshÆ and traversing tracks from across the labelÆs history, it includes contributions from long time label regulars alongside more recent additions and reminders of some of rbÆs best reissues. label mainstays tiger & woods, matthew styles, redshape and leon vynehall all appear, alongside mr g, paul woolford and recent breakthrough artists shan, jex and roy camanchero. tiger & woodsÆs ædonÆt hesitateÆ appears on vinyl for the first time, while the dixon edit of precious systemÆs anthem æthe voice from planet loveÆ will be available on wax again after only appearing on a super limited 12″,,,, run the first time around. the choice of tony humphries to mix the compilation is a significant one.
toot toot, beep beep, out of the way! kinks taster for his up-and coming album on running back is here. perth is a prime-example of the bulgarian producer s unstoppable good times ware. taken from playground, the three versions here are dripping with grease. split between the original, a chord mix and a beat version, it s all you ever wanted from a single. perfect house music for techno djs and techno music for disco djs. we strongly recommend the use of two copies back and forth...fun, fun, fun!
fort romeaus second outing for running back is another exercise in dance floor synthesis. starting where its predecessor saku left us with the green shimmer of a fairlight, emulators you might have guessed it greets us with the grey realism of an e-mu ii. purchased first by none other than stevie wonder, immortalised in ferris buellers ode to absenteeism and the original loon sampler, there is nothing this machine cannot do for you the same goes for fort romeau. his disco-informed, trance-induced tracks that usually end on a high note, are elevated by ambient soundscapes that end with a bang and sugarcoat your warm-up slots, while bird-heavy bonus beats that stand up on their own or help you out in the mix. nice like a stick of liquo-rice.
much could be said about german house royalty boris dlugosch. from his teen dj years under the wings of fronts legendary klaus stockhausen in hamburg to his own marvelous tenure there that is pretty much synonymous with the explosion of acid house in its proto- and post-incarnations. one could examine his role as a herald of us garage and jersey house or as a remixer of underground gone pop records. but we will leave that and other stories for the front page soon. the traveller ep is the result of dlugosch and cassara meeting at a mutual friend of theirs, getting excited about their shared love for classic synths (see sh-101 for the traveller bass line) and exploiting the latter’s extensive synth collection. what you get: classic disco, french house, electro-funk, dj sound effects (that tractor plowed the front every night) and most of all fun, fun and a little bit of extra fun. chin-stroking impossible.…
what? unit 2, the classic mad mike production for the seminal detroit house label happy records (a subdivision to underground resistance, distributed by submerge) remixed some decades later? blasphemy, you might cry, a sacrilege, others might say, discogs police sirens everywhere. whatever the verdict, approved and sanctioned by the copyright holder himself, here it comes again and again. begotten during a kink live set, successfully identified by the running back ceo, extracted and road tested as a phantasmal endorphin-producing staple in his dj sets, later released as a limited, stamped white label and now properly issued by popular demand. people whose life is not a big room or a rave in a car park, will find a tamer, but nonetheless heartfelt remix by rome’s dynamic duo tiger & woods on the flip. deep doesn’t always rhyme with sleep.
life is like a mirror ball! the first one in a hopefully long-lived series of disco and pop influenced super sound singles on running back, comes courtesy of the unmistakeable gibson brothers. leaving their biggest wedding hits -cuba- and -que sera mi vida- to the side, the philanthropic and smile-forcing -ooh, what a life- gets an extended edit service by shan & gerd janson, who cut away some of the fat and make it fit for fun on contemporary dance-floors. the flip side sees them remixing and sandpapering -heaven- into a disco-house interbred (filters and looping mandatory). to quote john lyndon: -disco sucks? you never heard that from me.-
hot on the heels of the transcendental and mystical vibe telemetry long-player of the man like telephones, we proudly present: vibe remixes. some of you might notice the irony between the lines. a producer who goes by the name of call super is remixing an artist known as telephones. but, we rather rivet you on his 8:59 long skippy dub journey that recalls (pun intended) an atmosphere that could be found in the space between smith & mighty, the ltj bukem of his youth, italian house records, british balearics and bass affine music (of whatever providence). a magical mystery. but we don’t hang up here. dj fett burger is treating the other side and only he himself knows how he made what he did. 14:51 min of almost every style ever invented in the scope of house music. designed for people blessed with an everlastingly short attention span and djs on the lookout for a toilet break and a coffee break or whichever break, it leaves its listener speechless. and: its so much fun that once its over, you want to redial fett burgers number immediately.
henrik schwarz first work for running back and concurrent solo piece since 2013 is a prime example of the mans uncanny production abilities. recent years saw schwarz more and more gravitating towards the intersections between electronic music and jazz, classical compositions or african sounds than serving the weekly bread and butter at clublands busy buffet car. now, not also you is a return to exactly that honourable craft and service. built around an imagined and imaginary curtain lecture from a saint to a sinner and housed in one of henriks most techno looking robes as of yet, its a no-brainer or shall we dare say a reaper of a track without frills but with a fata morgana like rave signal. oh, there is a dub for snobs (not you also), too. peak time, high time, any time. nice sleeve on top.