edna wright’s idiosyncratic “oops!” is one of the most sublime vocal refrains in soul music history. anchoring its host album’s leadoff cut, it sets the tone for a uniquely satisfying modern soul lp. indeed, whilst many of its ilk come laden with filler, wright’s one solo record is an exercise in elegant restraint, a concise killer. officially licensed and beautifully remastered for vinyl by celebrated engineer simon francis, it has been pressed on audiophile 180g vinyl for the first time and features the original iconic artwork. each copy includes a printed inner sleeve with a sumptuous black & white photo, full lyrics and heartfelt notes from edna herself.

second release is by a newcomer from london called johnny arthur... incl remix by music mans deetron !!!

xl recordings presents the debut longplayer from joy orbison.

noorden main operator alex ketzer returns with his second studio album

limited to 500 copies only! emma ogosi has worn a lot of different hats in his career: former air force officer, guitarist with benin-based pogo limited, and husband and manager of nigerian reggae superstar, evi-edna ogholi. in 1981, he donned a sequined cowboy hat and released nobody knows. nobody knows is arguably the nigeria’s best – and perhaps only – disco country album.

vol.2 with remixes from robag wruhme, reboot, martinez !! hailing from berlin norman weber and marco resmann released an album in autumn 2009 that can be easily called a success. this is why there were no problems at all to find an illustrious circle of remixers. jena-based robag wruhme already contributed one remix to matthias tanzmanns >bulldozer< in 2006. the old partnership was now revived and robag wruhme was asked for a reinterpretation of another moon harbour track. his version of >mr. jack< captivates you with its mix of funk and darkness and has an overwhelming effect on the dance floor

xl recordings presents the debut longplayer from joy orbison.

fusing latin american sounds with european electronic beats can often produce a bland and rudderless dross destined for derivative lounge compilations and deliriously dull playlists at pretentious after work cocktail bars. not so with the aptly named 1st trip, the superb sophomore effort from the equally aptly named los transatlanticos.