Out 17th September
Delay Grounds stands strong after the successes of his previous work, 2020's Onomatopoeia and 2021's Upcycling clearly established the producer in the realms of synthesiser music and beyond. Already known for playing the bass in psychedelia bands, when Patrick Tipler moved to Bristol he reinvented his sound with the use of keyboards and computers. Designed to comprise an astral journey to the music of a lost civilisation, this inconspicuous little gem unpacks into a divinatory experience.
Nature sounds and children make a gorgeous frosting to a shimmery synthesiser that curls as the notes are peeled away. Watery echoes and distant voices mingle on the edge of vibrant machinery that begins to move as we approach. Engineering and the presence of life coalesce in a dancing orb of sonic exploration. A guitar begins to strum with abstract chords as whistles and swirls fly upward and dance together. Origin is like a radio being tuned in, and some distant station keeps manifesting through an overlapping channel.
I'd Like To See You Try brings a breathy tempo with scratching bubbles and clicking taps. Strange angles of synthesiser rise as a drum-beat brings a poly-rhythmic flow to the swagger. As a vocal sample calls out, a resonant and hollow bass drum begins to pound as hand-drum sequences jig into peculiar tangents. Hissing sonics and gravitation effects warp the presentation into various shapes as the rhythm continues to intercept the time.
Bouncy bass and distorted snares bring a sensation of travel through shady places. Gusts of synthetic wind buffet the compact resonances and glistening facias that soar outward. The melody is simple yet effective and when the drums add new energy the whole forms into a groove defined by the progression. Rhythmic and expansive, the music takes glancing peers into realms adjacent to our own in order to observe and ingest what is there. Itch progresses well, building up from simple lines into a multi-functional and character filled musical score.
Next, Are We There Yet portends of the barrier between here and there. It's a tense time as we gradually let go of our comforts and lunge into the unknown. A banging metallic rhythm strikes a firm tempo as various drums adapt and flow in surrounding tributaries of percussion. Massive swings of bass punch at the low-ground as the evocative and meandering high-end spectrum fans out and flutters in all directions.
A peppering of beats open and a scattering of cymbals spices the mixture. A dub effect loops and echoes the various tones that follow. Beats and buzzes rise from twisting wires and clicking gears. Rhythm dominates, a mechanical sense of togetherness keeps all the moving parts in turn taking unison. Beeps and digital aspects grow from clock-work beginnings, adapting and shifting as the load bearing beams are given yet more to repel. Soft Detatch is a strange and awkward number that appreciates the effortless chaos that sits behind straight lines.
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Sky Without Colours
TBR: 17th September
Turning the world inside out with an eight track album, making club and radio music that sounds like nothing else, Julian Stetter presents Sky Without Colours. Taking the image of a brilliant sky, inverting the colours, and projecting the emotional symbol through sound, a diverse and multifaceted journey follows the guiding light. With vocals provided by Aydo Abay, the music overlaps the boundaries between banger and ballad which describes the waves of feeling that we sometimes see stroking the top of the sky.
It begins on a graceful micro-sound which builds gradually into audible polysynths. A bass launches in and scattered percussive sounds resonate into the swirl. Mixtures of different colours create kinetic patterns in a slow-moving Petri-dish of sonic clarity. Bass rises again, stitching the effervescent synthesiser and shepherding a selection of tones into a funnel of directed reverberation. Calm is comprised of many layers which take turns to lead the pack and yet their continual presence is kept in check by a stiff and stern attention to detail.
No Cure is next, the affliction is rhythm. It hits us with mellow drums and pulsing synthesiser that hangs on the tone. Aydo Abay begins singing. A crystal voice shines with diamond clarity as the music builds beneath him. Huge bass ripples in the waters as each line of song begins and glistening tones sparkle in moving concentric circles ever outward as new footsteps bring us closer to the centre. Layers of viscous treacle run over one another in vocal and mystical synthesiser that beams like sunlight through mucky windows.
Shakers and cymbals begins a smooth drive through a winding avenue as bass rises from the background. A droning pitch leaps forward as the wind sweeps past in gallant bursts. Plucked and piano tones then form from the mists and take the top position. Fizzy harmonies spiral in a chord like looped melody that rises. Mornings breathes itself into being with casual drifts of moving sound kept in motion by the motoring lead melody. New pulsing human voice sounds with heavy reverb join a jostle of toms before the main synthesiser rejoins the flow.
The title track of the album is next. Sky Without Colours begins on a winding string that reels in on gentle tugs. We are like a kite being buffeted by little gusts and sunny pressure changes. Abay begins to sing, polyrhythmic percussion rattles in a score of three-dimensional backing as synthesiser and bass rear into the crowd. Dancing tones circle in starry-eyed gestures as frictional tempo clatters and tumbles into specific images and frames for the haunting vocal.
Next, a dialling call lists from the silence into our field of sound. As the body of intention shifts its perspective to greet our ability to perceive, clapping snares and echoes of shaken steel break like waves over a dreamy and solid drift forward. Building up with repeating rhythms and subtle shifts in amplitude, harmonies and inflections doze through the shifting surface of self-similar yet inventive music. Ambush progresses slowly, with enough impetus to make it worthwhile. Rolling sonics are piece by piece added to and pushed to their intense maximum with clever selections of change.
Strumming tones ring together in a slender yet diverse run of pulse. Vocals begin and the tuneful delivery gives presence to the motherload that sits beneath. Synthesiser and drums work together in a shifting sand bedrock for the lyrics to swim like butterflies on the breeze. Synthesiser begins to take another dimension, bass raises and forms a chunky surge through notorious sounding bars. Mountain Of Geeks makes us walk the plank with a constant pressure yet the lyrical interludes offer much needed breathing space.
It's Hold My Hands next. Distant voices sing through watery filters and subtle synthesiser settles into clangs of vibrant percussion. The vocal moves to the front as a harmonising choir sound drones in textured backgrounds. Silken veils separate each part as the corners are kept warm with their own part of the story. Leaps of notation splash against walls of colour and fall back into form with simple synchronicity. As the music progresses, new rhythms form like crystals on winter leaves as vapours spindle hairline prayers in the shrinking air.
The last track takes hold with a drilling yet comforting tone that asks us to follow its line of sight. Gazing yonder, a hypnotic flux creates secluded spaces that seed deeper thought. Bass rises and forms a meandering melody that repeats on graded templates. Drum casually kicks with the slender lighting which flashes introspectively with every beat. Sleep is a rocking lullaby which is filled with interesting and unique exploratory sounds.
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Out 3rd September
Direct from the Russian landscape and with a powerful direction sharpened by recent events, Corvad instigates the gradual release of his new album. These two tracks start the party with a double-edged sword fused from the finest materials. Having established himself in a big way thanks to signings with Mau5trap and Soma, it's time for Corvad to throw another stone into the water. This time he's making waves on the shores of Cosmism and their eclectic circle of motivated music fans. A firm believer in his own direction and his own power to rise above the world, Circle puts the soundtrack to success in brand new clothes.
Robotic voices begin to chant a rhythmic semblance of sounds as various subtle synthesisers rise to greet the flow. A grasp of drums begins the engine like a key turning in the ignition and a throbular rumbling bass delivers a smooth and catchy tempo. Bass and cymbals rattle within the stream of sound as the rhythm shows us it's in charge. Drums take on a leading role, effects and breaks rise into a culmination of sensation before it breaks down into another build. Circle leads us round the edge of a tempting dance, teetering on the cusp of excitement until it hands over a generous dose of industrial sounding techno.
Next is Take Me. The track starts with a strange spookiness with rubbery friction and soaring pitched chills. A bass with amazing power begins to punch in at phenomenal speed as the samples and synths break from their bonds. An intense projection arises, frantic beats scamper in sliding floors as walls of resonating texture alert us with their presence. It boils down to eerie sounds again before that persistent and urgent bass throws a hardcore rise into the centre of the mix. One more round of panic fuelled ferocity pushes the pressure to beyond its safety mark but we all know this old engine can take a lot more.
We eagerly await the next chapter!
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Noises Made Figuring Things Out EP
Out 3rd September
Poxy Records founding member Pop Wallace is back on the front row with a brand new EP. Noises Made Figuring Things Out combines extra-ordinary song-writing skills with a drive for making people happy through music. Alongside Lenny Melon and Willhouse as part of the original Poxy Records team, the crowd-funded Good Boy LP was Wallace's first album and Poxy's first proper pressing. Now Pop Wallace once more flies the banner of buoyancy and bohemianism with this independently produced and established sound line. As no stranger to radio and media attention, with his Ireland home regularly mentioning and playing his music, the rest of the world has already begun to catch on to this hook line and sinker and are gladly being reeled in.
The music starts with Resume. A drunken piano tone resonates into a score of drums and rhythmic chords. Throbbing bass and rolling drums fantasise and project images of warmth and togetherness as the catchy and relaxing composition moves forward. Snares rise from the warming groove like vapours from broth that bubbles with bass and flavoursome aromas. The track changes and a moody atmosphere forms with the projection of nostalgic melodies. A bass and synthesiser begin to draw our attention as crackling static becomes snare and rhythmic plucks. A break brings out a new sense of energy as saxophone tales the lead. Bass and drums work in clever tempos to revel in the freedom and flow. Waltz With Whoever describes a once in a lifetime meeting between two like-minded dancers.
Serial Experiments is next. It begins with a groovy beat made of splashy cymbals, dapper snare, and catchy bass-lines. A vocal and guitar form a new chapter as the drumming lays back and offers a more seductive ambience. A spiral of chiming notes takes a moment to find its purpose and the drums fall back into a forward position. The mixture of melodies and forms continually fixes to the flow and makes it dynamic. It's followed by a scattered keyboard jazz and funk style rhythm hat bursts with disco quality. A combination of snare and cymbal elevate the concoction as vocal samples repeat in catchy interludes. Neat layers of repeating tempos and note selections in S.D.S. create a circular and uplifting current of music that draws you in.
A smooth and cinematic intro brings out a new sunny day before drum n bass allows a frantic energy to adapt to the vibe. Trumpet sounds and wah-wah guitar dance together in a matched synchrony. More vocal samples wash the sound with human qualities and huge drums shine and colour the notes to the sound of driving and rubber infused bass. Wet Whistle throws everything up at us and we catch the prizes with open arms. Next up is Cold Summer. Chilled and relaxed beats work with muted piano that sinks into comfiness as descriptive melody finds the time. Warm subtlety rises in undercarriages of string before another dimension is revealed through deep meditative subjection.
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Disco Gecko Recordings
TBR: 17th September
Turn up the hush, it's Andrew Heath with his New Eden. Known for ambient and piano-led music, Andrew Heath continues to explore the inner realms through the medium of sound. A perpetual regard for nuance and subtlety brings a tangible presence to his studio compositions. This new work brings out the guitarist within, providing more of the instrument to work alongside the familiar mellow atmospheres. Inspired by nature and its scenery, the soul of a weatherman, and with a blank map and pencil, New Eden opens the gates on a mythical garden.
Welcome to Utopia. This impossible place can exist within sound when made by the right people. A sunny haze of dusty warmth rises from lush meadows as life is described by colourful guitar. The mixture of organic and digital touches both sides of the same rainbow as peaceful vibes radiate from the wholesome compositions. Melody garners pace within slow and blissful bars of major key. Effects and studio sounds glisten within post-production as heart-felt expressions of music drift elegantly through space.
A horn calls out in silent mists and strings greet it in resonant compatibility. The guitar plucks at special notes as whistles and brass form meandering currents of motion within the crackle of a rolling deck and slowly crashing waves. You, yes You, a place of openness and peace. Described in sound, this shoreline of serenity forms long stretching walkways of clear blue afternoons. Warm and ruminating guitar frolics on the tingling oceanside as impassioned winds carry feelings through fleeting impossibilities.
Original sounds resolve from mysterious semblances, banging and crashing within organised activity, then organs. A pretty tune knits itself from kinetic action with harmonies and slow-moving wisps of intent. Strings begin to warble and strike pitches in seemingly ornate randomness. A combination of pipe organ and violin reaches into the pit and launches up again with a renewed sense of joy. Faith finds the incomprehensible answered with a realisation of a universally conscious cause.
Dreams Of Bees And Pomegranates once again invites us into a personal space with recordings of shuffling papers and clicking things. Guitar vibrates in on warm air that lifts buoyant flags into parachutes of soft presentation. A chaotic sense is entwined in the sounds of shuffling and movement that sits awkwardly on soft and translucent notes and harmonies. Deep tones gong through muffled tapestries as sunshine representations chime in sequential and harmonious bells.
A shrill pitch unfolds into warm tones that glide on silken surfaces. Footsteps and electronics drift alongside one another in a unison companionship that puts soul into the synthesised notes. A new layer of guitar begins to lift the near silence to a new dimension of being as a buzzing insect approaches the microphone and asks to be part of the album. Happy to oblige, The Healing accepts that sometimes a sting is necessary for someone to get better.
Subtle breaths of sound shine from material clad stereo speakers as the aroma of room is spun into a musty vortex. Bending guitar notes twinkle behind crackles and hugging synths that fill the space with softness. A delicate and cinematic flow encompasses Sleep Experiments, sounds of water and washing guitar strokes mirror the reflectivity of shiny pad harmonies. Deep and almost discordant sweeps of undertone carry the music forward in bipolar reminiscences of other days.
A resonating bell rings without a strike as if being rubbed by a slow moving stick. Sounds of life and birdsong sprinkle atmosphere through a misty and moving dreamworld of togetherness. A sense of obliviousness and acceptance of permanence permeates the slow-moving and tranquil flow of sound. A piano drops a story with a simple melody that thumps with soft boots on standing blades of grass. The unknown is written as each moment passes by. Musik Gemälde is a picnic of emotions and soft sensations that we wish could last forever. Maybe in Eden, it does.
Pause begins to show us that it's not a pause at all. Droplets of sound playfully evaporate into the warm moving air as the birds continue to sing. Maybe a moment alone, hopes and fears are presented in a patchworked ballet of scrap-book stories and patterns. What ifs and notices of misaligned mechanics form fractured chords within an otherwise positive lustre.
A slow and harmonious horn rises in adjacent corridors to piano that adds black keys in spectral methods that reach to the sky. Gazing upward, lights shine down upon ancient pages and glyphs that depict once true skyshapes and forms. Now, a quilled professor scribbles the new positions on parchment while taking long sighing moments to peer into the never-ending heavens. The Astronomer's Library, inherited from mind to mind, now lies in our hands to care for and keep up-to-date.
We reach Dereliction. To escape, avoid, fall apart, crumble, the sound continues on. Rain falls heavily on the sound of seagulls and moving choruses. Angelic images penetrate the wholesome field of view as tired eyes gaze upon forlorn castles and empty sands that yawn into the ocean. We drift, gradual steps take us through with windswept skirts and undone top-buttons. A sunset pushes home deep hues of orange and gold as we sit together and enjoy the silhouettes of wading birds with shadows leaning long into the ripples.
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Introducing the splendid talents of ambient and atmospheric music producer, Talise Waya. Like so many of us nowadays, Talise Waya is managing her own career in music and the arts. Home-schooling her two children and running a creative enterprise is no easy feat. Breaking into the scene with Distant Calls, Talise Waya shows us that she is one of the composers that can reinvent the universe for us. Intelligent and hard-working, this snippet of the future is just enough to make us hungry for the next instalment.
Twinkling realisations tip-toe into crystal still waters as harmonies evaporate from the watching trees. An orchestration of unique sounds and beautiful progressions play like fireflies in a long vacated field. Vibratory and pinched tones collect armfuls of free-flowing magic as they once more spread and envelop the larger space. A tranquil and enchanting atmosphere pushes outward in all directions in sensitive and cinematic sweeps of composition.
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David Lindmer (feat. Johanson)
Running Clouds Records
Out: 20th July
Back for another swing in the ring for David Lindmer, this late July single is still on the up. Label founder and hard-working artist, David Lindmer creates hypnogogic techno for his own Running Clouds imprint. The new single has been christened with vocals from Berlin's very own Johanson, and has been dressed for the ball with a music video made by DRUST. There's no time limit to this release, though, it's been built to last. Made through lockdown and released just as it began to close, this extroverted track wants to be let out of as many windows as possible.
It begins on a rumble of synthesiser and bass that approaches with an accelerating gate. A bass and snare strike the pulse and melodic electronics begin to explore the key and time. A fortress of sonics rises into the room which has great doors that open. As they do, the framework fades away and Johanson's voice takes the centre light. The music vanishes completely for a moment as a brief line of song is projected outwards. Then, the bass and snare with hats that rattle bring back the huge tonic of notes that harmonise and caress each other along the drifting bars. A monument of progression ensues before the music sits down for another short moment, allowing another impulse of growth to take the lead.
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We are in The Netherlands today to catch an earful of the latest single from Sallzo. The owner of a platinum-selling record studio, this fantastic artist finally finds the time to make his own cuts. This electronic sound is crafted to be both unique and popular with key insights into making a great song culminating in this latest release. Taking a break from managing A&R at Polygram Records, Sallzo is recording a debut album that's going to be killer. Gloria is the second single from the record and is available to hear right away.
It starts with a flurry of notes that rises and flowers into a chiming melody. Harmonies with adjacent types of tone form neat shapes in easy-groove bars that roll out and progress with ever-more sonic layers. Uplifting and dreamy motifs rise from the keyboard as fantastic major scales climb and twirl to the sound of dancing undertones. A bass beat keeps time as composed and formulated melodies repeat and change with inventive shifts in pattern. A wonderful vibe fills the air as this brilliant and memorable music decorates the room.
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Released 6th August
Ireland's bardic spirit manifests in high definition with Micko Roche. This hugely talented and intelligent musician is fast climbing the beanstalk. With skills on the strings, keys, percussions, and technology, Micko produces his own unique and fantastical sound. Having performed with Jose Padilla, Chris Coco, Pete Gooding, and Blank & Jones, we know he's worth checking out for his own appeal. Roche is also known for penning the music for The Dance Of The Fairy, an adapted dance from a popular children's book. This EP circles on the theme within that piece and takes it on a progressive journey. Each number is centred on the concept of a particular mythical being.
The music begins of a flush of beautiful sonics that flows up to greet us. Diluting like starlight, we're left with a piano melody that gracefully crawls along comforting fabrics. Humming drone notes sway within the pressure of tone that keeps the atmosphere hanging high above. Bosons of musicality lift the layered melodics from the ground and apart from each other as melancholy and thoughtful bars coalesce gently. Sióg (Tús) takes us by the hand and reminds us of the dreamland that continues to live within us.
Sióg (Saol) opens with a wonderful violin sound, played in live by the fabulous Kaya Keating. The continuation of melody peels away the old paint and uncovers a vibrant under-layer that shines like something from a magical realm. With simple wishes and smiles, the new scene builds and blows like sails in the wind, expanding and flowing forever. Synthesiser tones drift and swallow themselves as meandering harmonies whist on quenched sunrisen seashores.
A flutish tone howls through open woodlands as the wind carries a gust of memories and ash through its invisible crevices. Vocal ploughs the mystery and humanises the infinite as rhythmic serenades dance with the feminine energy. Reworked and made alive with vocals provided by Jessie Roche, Sióg (Contráth) turns the page again on this submersive story with electronic rhythms and looping harmonies that ring through years of familiarity.
French transmissions call out over ethereal manifestations of sound. A dream builds through suggestive pin-points of melodious clarity. More human voice pours over the backdrop of allusion with affirming vespers. Strings and piano join atmospheric ruminations on slow and philosophical progressions in minimal scales. Exchanging perspectives and joining in the contribution of this special map, John Haggis of Speckled Doves, Band Of Clouds, and Emperor of Ice Cream lends his pen to bring us Sióg (Fáigáil).
The EP finishes on an extended version of Sióg (Fáigáil) which continues the passage of adventure for us in a way that builds and explores further into the hillsides and forests. There is much more to be found.
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Gorge & Markus Homm
Poker Flat Recordings
TBR: 20th August
Sitting on the edges of niche and classic circles, both Gorge and Markus Homm have invented a circle in the cosmos just for their fans. Expertly crafted house and electro requires a stack of skills, with many thinking they too can layer beats, there's gourmet and there's gormless. This five-star duo carry decades of experience between them and collaborating on this snap-up EP is their little gift to the shared love of music. Gorge has taken a moment away from running his co-founded 8Bit Records where-as Romanian scene-setter Homm leans over from his 20 plus year show to put together this sparkling two-tracker.
The music begins with a shuffle beat that's ramped up with bass and snare. Brush drumming sloshes the percussive sounds into a cauldron of tempo. Synthesiser bass pumps a restrained motif as the drumming gathers pace in a mixing of layers. The bass grows, plucked sounds join the throng, then a sudden deepening as a powerful kick-drum fills an unknown silence. Dapples and crisps of fluctuating higher tone flow in the gaps between colliding beats and subtle mystery. Progressive, catchy, and uplifting, Holos takes us to a new dimension in sound.
As Glint fires up, yet another smashing house groove unwinds from the bobbin. It's got drums and bass that wrap us up in a rhythmic blanket. We're compelled to shift our bodies as the gradual pressure rises. A strange vocal sample utters over a strong reverb as a neat bass function begins to operate. Introspective semblances of funk flavoured sound whisk and whir within a wonderment of up-flow and dynamism.
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