Killer, epic, driving techno, mined and honed from classic Trax.
Silk-screened sleeves, very limited; it’s a must.

Another irresistible instalment of reanimations.
Brandy Tool is ambient but hypnotic; Miss You Anymore patches angelic, stone-cold-classic RnB straight through to the G-Phone; Babylon is melancholic, slo-mo grime; the stripped Girls Need Love Too is equal parts sweet and spooky.

The LP is clear vinyl enclosed in a silver-foil metallic bag with black print, plus digital download card.

Limberly pulsating, dubwise and warmly intimate, open to the heavens but twinkling with avian detail, deftly shuffling melody and dissonance, rhythm and pause — and lit up up by the woody, breathy timbres of Clive Bell’s shakuhachi playing — this is life-affirming, smart, deeply pleasurable music, easy to dance to, with everything from Lee Perry to Noh Theatre via Karlheinz Stockhausen and King Sunny Ade in the electro-acoustic mix.

Benjamin Kilchhofer’s artwork peers through the vacuum of space, catching a rare glimpse of the mysterious alien biomes, fossils and silhouettes generated by dwarf planets, asteroids, Kuiper belt, and other trans-Neptunian objects.
Buckle up… needle to the groove… take the tour!
Warmly recommended.

‘Imagine the opposite of a snake shedding its skin: slithering among the debris of 21st-century music, a porous body, its viscid skin picking up bits and pieces along the way. Rusty, discarded remnants; scraps. Amongst them the jewels of crowns, unglued and fallen from grace, now recovered by this makeshift form. Where does a body end? Does it end where these prostheses begin?
‘This Soma — ‘body’ in Greek — is a palimpsest. Up close you can trace all sorts of DNA microarrays across its surface. Bristol voices, Detroit electro hums, the amen break, an all-encompassing dub haze. As with all palimpsests, they are simultaneously one and a multitude. The body lives, its prostheses live. The body moves.’ 

Four experiments in Pisan beat science — fleet and swirling at the limits of its dancefloor idioms, but faultlessly grooving with the hypnotic charge of classic techno, and flashing a precious combination of exquisite, confident melodicism and ruthless intensity.
Beautifully presented in stickered yellow sleeves with PVC covers, inserts and stamped inners.