Vintage, discursive, witty-and-wise dancehall toasting by the Metro Media Sound deejay and Jammys trooper; originally released on his own imprint.

Stone killer jazz funk by the All Girls Band, from New Orleans.
Like prime Blackbyrds, but young women doing it to it for a change, with a rocket launcher.

‘The culmination of all his efforts thus far to mimic a synthesizer and drum machine. This seemingly impossible feat challenges Julian to experiment and develop a musical language that bridges the gap between organic timbres and electronic music. When listening to Mux, one might simply forget that the seemingly electronic sounds are only constructed organically via hand movements.
‘This is Julian’s second outing for Marionette, following Sulla Pelle with Valentina Magaletti in 2019.’

Outsider electro-funk entirely self-produced, designed and distributed by Fushimi himself in 1985, featuring some deadly shamisen in amongst the drum machines and synths.
With a four-page insert including the hand-written comic which came with the original release, plus an English translation.

A terrific example of gospel in the form of soul music, so prevalent in the mid-seventies.
A family group, the Browns were from Aberdeen, Mississippi. Annie was 11, A.R.C was 12, and Edward was 13 when they got their start, building a reputation by playing school talent shows and front yards.
“We were so strange and we were so young,” says Edward, “and a lot of people didn’t understand that.”

Raf Reza from Toronto and Ramjac Corporation from Irdial.
‘It begins with a bouncy, cut-up, Errorsmith-esque rhythm, with a recurring fright night melody. Rotten Mix is more traditional house, with dub FX and a nice DJ friendly outro. The final uptempo excursion is head-scrambling electro.
‘Swampy Dub on the flip really dismantles everything up to that point, with slo-mo drums and a kind of modern classical sound. The finale Rootless Dub removes all the tough drums, for an ambient decompression.’

Mats Gustafsson on alto, tenor, baritone, and bass saxophones, and flute, and Tony Lugo on drums and electronics… but playing separately from each other… then both of them devising a form of interactive exchange with a life of its own, as a third collaborator.
Mastered by Lasse Marhaug; artwork by Peter Brötzmann.
From a new Italian label to watch out for.
‘What the fuck is it?’, it wonders. ‘Interaction and FRICTION.’ ‘Play it loud.’

Not disco at all — rather a fully rounded excursion into mid-70s dancefloor funk and jazz-funk, by an orchestra of crack NYC musicians originally known as the Smokin’ Shades Of Black.
Like previous Jazzman revives by Sounds of the City Experience and Ricardo Marrero, this reissue saves from obscurity some wonderful music wilfully squandered at the time in the service of tax scamming. The booklet tells the full story.

Digging deep in archives from West Virginia University to the British Library — across seven decades, 1934-2001 — in search of versions of the chilling ballad of Lamkin, about the grisly murder of a woman and her small child.