art yard records presents a new album of poetic landscapes by ian simmonds with collaborations from clemens kynast germany, fabian schutze germany, max moore, piano uk and kenji ikegami bamboo flute japan

the production and dj sets from metabomen aka krause duo is constructed for the most part as a free-spirited bunch with a special twist. it doesnt matter whether the material is with a jazz catalog, a frizzy sound, a dragging house or a techno press. an inimitable signature is not only clearly identified, no, but for the listeners of krause duo the good ol 10-second preview doesnt need three guesses. the answer from every contestant in the studio booth comes as if shot out from a cannon, so distinct is that krause formulation. from depth and nevertheless a clubby art with stay-fresh ideas. here, reliable doesnt mean stagnant. for the (up to now) 34th release from musikkrause, ian simmonds is comfortably on hand for both sides of the vinyl disc in the studio. out comes two monumentally deep waltzes full of raunchy charm and a knee-deep appreciation for jazz. the impact of both tracks is so spiritual that to speak of dance music is not the issue at hand, but rather something of a ghostly slam to the body. if you listen closely enough you can hear the diligent work of your own being. by means of the poetically-painted tones of simmonds and the clutter, which despite the many tonal designs and devices in this >authoritive-techno<, it has no fore-bearer. you can also tell the form of the work undertaken by the joint venture krause/simmonds isnt complete by a long shot even though in this manifestation there is nothing left to add. the distribution of dynamics appears to be so well-coordinated that there is simply the thrill of savoring such thoughtful club music

incl. larry heard aka mr. fingers deep mix! tip!

the 15th studio album from ian simmonds comes via pussyfoot records. pressing on 180 gram double vinyl.

the season was the standout track of the second beanfield album human patterns. feat. bajka on vocals. on this 12 inch, the season is featured in remixes by charlie dark (attica blues). on the flip catalpa, comes in original version & ian simmonds remix!

for the new musik krause ian simmonds has put a considerable fire under the adrenalin of sensuality so that the cinematic played before the minds eye brings both friends and free-spirited dancers to the same place. that which marked the typical simmonds sound up to now gets from ian a considerable punch from way way down. the club equipment and party-ers will be thrilled - and thats a promise!

with an especially deep, curled funk behind the ears, mk32 directly controls an ocean of harmonic, resonating phenomena. at the controls there is ian simmonds, the sail is raised by the workshop steward even tuell, the free-spirited dave aju (circus company) and the almost-label namensgeber.

dj support by prins thomas, dj hell, seth troxler, laurent garnier, sascha funke, lee jones, jazzanova, anja schneider, tomboy and more... strong gymnastic house tunes brought to you straight from the gym. pumping iron by nina kraviz and brandt & chevallier… and 1 and 2 and 3!

mit lässiger akribie, zwischen echtem songwriting und trackforschung hat ian mal wieder neue hoffnungen für die clubkultur eingelöst. mann möchte ihm am liebsten ans herz drücken für seine betörende >kopfmusik<, die nicht aufs feuilleton abzielt, sondern die weiten und vielfältigkeiten der tanzflächentiefen erforscht

super dubbiger minimal !!!

von tiefen jazz-garnituren zu abgebremstem klöppel kopfnicker percussion house. ian bleibt krauses liebster deepster

incl cool minimal clickin metaboman remix!

being taken with the creative spirit of the city and the musicality of the region, ian simmonds has decided on an honorable isubmersioni in a new creative adventure with fresh inspiration. parallel he started the live-jazz-poetry band >wise in time< with the requisite tour, as well as vinyl releases on musikkrause.

double 12 inch plus 10 inch plus cd from musik krause. contains these releases:
- mk36: ian simmonds - the tokio drifter ep
- mk38: feindrehstar - triller ep
- mk40: orph & krause duo - robots ep
- mkcd002: robag wruhme - the lost archives (1998 - 2007)

b-stock , seam split , music uneffected

last copies left !!
first 500 copies with a2 poster packaged in a gatefold cover!!!! the thunder from thuringia, genosse from gera, mr. minimal samba, the man that goes by many names is here to present to us his very first lp on none other than his solo action vakant home. about 2 years in the making, studio 10 takes mathias kadens life-long work as dj and producer, world wide tours, twenty something years of listening and thinking, machines and people, wraps a bow around it all, and delivers it with roses dipped in chocolate. always taking his time with production, mathias focus on quality over quality continues to pay dividends no matter the state of the economy. unique in many ways, studio 10 was also unique for the producer himself. never before has mathias incorporated into his music so much hardware, field recordings, messages, and invited friends and orchestral musicians to collaborate

after what has seemed like 134 years of shame and reluctance of their own release, based on the fact that the unbeat- able thoroughness of the filthy and yet so unintentional live sets of the three fearless brothers schleck^stecker, these old warhorses are back for another round and on the way burning 4 sauna-sweaty, steamy joints into the grooves of the vinyl.

these words are in the deepest part of douglass greed and the approach to his debut album. he allows his heart to lead, the better to look where it goes. therein hes distributing straight dope, however, in the sense of emotional impact – dance floor dictation it is not. greed crafts music that serves up euphoria for your mind on the terrace, mas- sage table, train or car trip and so on. a timeless effect stretches along the borders... an enduring touch, and to remain in the mind for seasons to come is his concern with this album. this is more weeping or laughing in the mirror rather than admiring the physical. douglas discusses not the luxurious but rather simplicity, in order to serve a sophisticated >author-future-pop< for the club under the bedspread. his fondness for other forms of musical self-realization shimmers on all of his releases up to now. on his own album, he expresses this passion to the fullest. the inclination for sensible beauty in the dark plays as the greed signature, a central role. featuring musician friends such as mooryc (poznan /polen), pascal bideau (a frenchman in london), kemo (a ger- man-hawaiian in new york), ian simmonds (uk) and delhia (jena), greed casts twelve expressive pulse beats of pure greed cosmos.

incl. tracks von nicolas jaar, oliver koletzki & fran, jc freaks, dennis ferrer & jerome sydenham, dop, ruede hagelstein feat. meggy oder nicolas sfintescu selbst.

good price for good music! these words are in the deepest part of douglass greed and the approach to his debut album. he allows his heart to lead, the better to look where it goes. therein he s distributing straight dope, however, in the sense of emotional impact Ð dance floor dictation it is not. greed crafts music that serves up euphoria for your mind on the terrace, mas- sage table, train or car trip and so on. a timeless effect stretches along the borders... an enduring touch, and to remain in the mind for seasons to come is his concern with this album. this is more weeping or laughing in the mirror rather than admiring the physical. douglas discusses not the luxurious but rather simplicity, in order to serve a sophisticated author-future-popfor the club under the bedspread. his fondness for other forms of musical self-realization shimmers on all of his releases up to now. on his own album, he expresses this passion to the fullest. the inclination for sensible beauty in the dark plays as the greed signature, a central role. featuring musician friends such as mooryc (poznan /polen), pascal bideau (a frenchman in london), kemo (a ger- man-hawaiian in new york), ian simmonds (uk) and delhia (jena), greed casts twelve expressive pulse beats of pure greed cosmos