raw and indisputable quality of production...second ep of the label lowlife cartel. <br> an all star, six-track release from sixl key artists in various genres, from cutting edge techno to leftfield house, confirmes the versatility of lowlife cartel.
the ep begins with -butt dub pregost-, dubby downtempo atmospheric track, by one of most innovative and versatile artist of the last years: buttechno (rassvet records, collapsing market..).

coloured double vinyl.

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yellow coloured vinyl incl. mp3

schwarzes vinyl inkl. downloadkarte

half-speed remastered reissue on black 180 gram double vinyl, housed in a gatefold sleeve.

Ólafur arnalds and janus rasmussen finally release their unique nordic electronic sounds in album size. the double vinyl includes a download code.

honey soundsystem met october (aka jules) while on a one-night affair in bristol in which he immediately dragged us from an artist dinner to the saddest bear bar in the uk. after a few pints, vetting his taste for drag, boys, and girls that make love to boys who make love to boys, jules confessed he has always wanted to release on hnytrx. and so the hazing began, a year of torturing yet another sexy-stranger into refreshing, reminding, and refining a flurry of demos into the army of skeleton soldiers you now have in possession. money drops, midnight withdrawals, 4 crisp singles: this is the pay day ep gonna make that dance-floor cha-ching bitch! a lot of people hate october so... that is why we are releasing this record in september. but seriously though, upon cracking open this 4 track ep you might wish you had saved the vacuum seal just a couple days longer, keeping these ghosts contained until the month where screaming winds strip trees nude

after the uneventful resolution of a labour dispute at assistance hq, the resident pencil-pushers turn their tempo dial to a leisurely 105bpm, at long last serving up lukewarm plates of beam-03 to the more sluggish peak-time massive. in mambala , the now-obligatory bongo jostles with squelchy synths, whilst echoed claps and ominous bells should see even the most hesitant rabbit dragged down the hole. bebny experiments with low ph levels, metallic clutter, and some surprise horn cameos.

limited to 300 copies
for their second release, 12th isle proudly fling blubber tottum into the waxen sonic abyss for your full listening pleasure. the inaugural lp drubbed from the glaswegian machines of cru servers is perhaps best framed as what it would sound like if early life took its first steps out of the primordial gloop, dragged itself ashore, decided to make dance music and discovered they had a knack for it. it dangles precariously in the fault lines between discordantly melodic rhythm tracks, steadily paced chaos and swamp-soaked bass oddities. laden with eerily familiar samples yet always in a world of its own.

u is a producer and dj currently living in london. previous records for man make music have proven suitable for the club as well as home listening, while a collaboration with babe, terror as btu for erol alkan’s phantasy label was varyingly described as “pleasure with a sense of dread” (the line of best fit) and “akin to having five songs playing simultaneously on your computer” (the guardian). 2014 saw u’s debut ‘haven in a heartfelt world’ ep described as -giddy electronic fuzz that packs the subtlest of punches descends into dense glitch noise then returns triumphant gritty and melodic” (crack magazine) and “distorted dreamstates” (ransom note). after the deranged chamber­edits of vienna for where to now?, u returns to the well­trodden path between flattery and irreverence in dance music with a special edition 2-­track 12- for phantasy sound. friendly ghost enters with a splay of combat­bongos, a thin synthetic aura draws over the fluctuating rhythms before a strangely negative bassline sets the pace in nu­wave perpetual motion, inevitably spiraling back on itself into a clattering reversal. on the flip ascension hymn rushes headlong into a mechanical shunter, abruptly dragged back by a frail and singular voice reciting an uncertain mantra of self­fulfilment over this blunted hardcore epic spanning 13 minutes. pressed to heavyweight vinyl, designed and printed by the artist in an edition of 300ish.

older and wiser almost two years on from his tabloid-smash debut on 1-800-dinosaur, mr assister winds down the tempo somewhat as the inaugural release on beam begins its reluctant dribble out of assistance hq. on the a-side, izma sits firmly within the parameters of the now infamous bongo-tsunami sound, while retaining sufficiently luscious strings to tickle any remaining hearts-on-sleeves. meanwhile, on the bleepier arland rain , things are dragged into even chuggier territories, and should 808 hi-hats seem uncharacteristically rigid, the arrival of better-late-than-never xylophone fodder ought to assist with the appeasement of the ever-ravenous tropical crowd. mastered by the eminent matt colton. magical drawings provided by nadine kolodziey.

nice price deal !!! manchester s techno alchemist and master of the roland tr-808, the enigmatic mr.raw, debuting mancdetroit 12” on win or loose records straight outta toronto ca! long term nightclub shaman on the northwest of england circuit, raw served time in rotterdam s early 90s gabba circles before returning back to manchester to twist brain s n bodies with his wild blend of freestyle techno. raw s witnessed trends in production go from hardware to soft and back again but he s never strayed from a solid rack mount set up based solely around the tr-808. with a few added choice fx processors raw s style is loose n live and captures a pure spirit rarely exercised by today s pacified youth. -perseus dance- sounds like the kind of shit the great ron hardy would jam on, with two copies, for hours. inflicting a sherm-stick flavored mind-blast to the floor that may have indeed caused the good man to blush, we find percolating 808 percussion woven together with a mystic, fizzing lead line and twangy analogue artifacts. darkside acid dragged wailing and whining from rusholmes drains. flip and we have -hard on-: a twisted x-rated porno horror jam. raw s rapid-fire double-speed drum loops firing away while a plethora of abhorrent vox and coital sounds converge onto the track. a total wrecking ball of filth and hellish distortion which just smolders away in the basement of some sadistic nightclub like a rotten but highly intoxicating fungus ready to switch on any passing freaks.

in 1985 severed heads were asked to release a retrospective, so they dragged out bits lying around. the compilation was titled “clifford darling please don’t live in the past”, spread out into a montage over four sides of vinyl. this compilation includes live recordings, raw demos, unreleased studio recordings and solo pieces from each member of the band during from the first five years. the results are a striking hybrid of the avant-garde industrial and pop.

perception of time is a variable that transcends any state known to us (or presumed). dragged by a force majeure, the dionysian spirit is a life force and chaos of becoming. the apollonian spirit is fleeing from the unpredictability of events. the eternal return is a trap which is subjected to static human destiny.

limited pressing of 250 with hand-made covers
the third release published by the vfmm, this time teaming up with the befriended label kashual and its mastermind - a brother from a different mother - thome thomp from berlin.the record encompasses a broader scope of electric music productions and still clings to the love and passion for analogue hardware.on side a of the record we again are lucky to present another bizarre yet gripping voodoo stomper by our very beloved bufiman. we are also very excited to welcome the very debut of a rather talented and promising project called forum whose uncompromising and raw acid sound is tearing every dance-floor to bits.the flipside kicks off with a very deep-laid and mellow analogue soundscape produced and arranged by the renown and ingenious rvds. utterly hypnotized by this track, the listener will then be caught and dragged down by the harsh and very stark atmosphere of the fairly industrial but emotive techno production of our mate thome thomp.you all are advised to keep an eye out to this record as it will be gone very quickly.

prostitutes – aka cleveland, ohio marauder james donadio - flexes a whole new set of muscles on nouveauree, his first work for night school. sticking to an all-analogue machinebased strategy, donadio has warped and stripped his palette to create a juddering force majeure across 5 tracks and 28 minutes of power play.

wanda group, aka louis johnstone, is the latest artist to release a record with notown recordings. an artist who *creates beautiful, decayed landscapes of tape crackle, hiss and distortion* (the quietus), the music of wanda group is an other-worldly collage of sounds that touch on musique concrete and other forms of oblique, densely beautiful sounds.

glitterbugs albums, releases and remixes (on respected labels such as mule, nowtown, ghostly, ki records and many more) have long placed him in a musical and artistic category of his own. he is a timeless, skillful and daring producer, immune to hypes and seasonal sub-genre fashions. he has developed his own particular musical language that spans seamlessly between deep techno and abstract intimate compositions, always poignant with score-like textures. his 3rd studio album, cancerboy, is another milestone conjoining powerful musical expression with heavy content.

heiko s new release contains 2 very dub-based club-tunes and the name-giving tricky butcharming tool -the cat on barbed wire-. the mirabella original is to be found on joris voorn and edwin ostervals rejected nl,released in april 2008. the newly shaped dub mix is been dragged though clubs all around theworld for testing and triggered some great floor results.

the yore captain returns to his own yore imprint on the labels 21st release. shadow city presents different visions of funky house grooves. the a sides the y theme gets deeply moving with a funky house pulse before stoking the fire with the addition of speaking voices (trippingly intoning the q&a what are we doing this for? and the music), a move which single-handedly jumpstarts the track. after the voices appear, the grooves intensity escalates and plunges deeper, its gyroscopic house swing becoming more dizzying and torrential with each passing bar before coming to an acidy storming end. in its opening moments, shadow city opts for a deeper and more serenading vibe by comparison, but thats traded in for a slinkier attack at the three-minute mark that grows progressively more ferocious as the track makes its drastic upwards ascent. a trippin dangerous murder weapon to say the least. watch your heads! the b sides b2 track, mumbai dweller keeps the focus primarily on the bottom end, specifically a strutting tribal-house funk groove thats dragged even deeper by a throbbing bass undertow, adding dark chords to it, giving this ep a darker feeling towards the end. to sum it all up: this is raw house music at its best!

new get physical sublabel !! these tracks are powerful and somewhat sinister affairs that make most sense when experienced as a blinding strobe light cuts through the back drop of dry ice in a darkened club.marsha sets a completely different tone. its still based on the same blend of windy city funk and intricate electronic rhythms, but the way that the seductive, chiming chords and dreamy break down unfold over the steely drums suggest that einzelkind has fallen in love. certainly, itll be hard not to be seduced by this layered, evocative track, especially if you hear it after a long night spent listening to intense techno.so there you have it: get physical has dragged a new label, kindisch. kicking and screaming into this world: let it be the place where you go to get all your teenage kicks!

cd-digipack

grandioses deep-techno album von glitterbug, der bereits tracks auf einschlŠgigien labels wie mule, notown, ghostly und ki records veršffentlicht hat