Showing posts with label Graz. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Graz. Show all posts

Tuesday, 15 November 2011

Giggly Giggly


Alright listen up cats, I've got to bark at you about happenings this weekend. Friday night we're doing a party down at The Spice Cellar with our boyz Das Moth and Mitzi. It's FREE so that means it's excellent value.


Perhaps you heard the super swell single Das Moth released on Cutters last year? I really dig Moon - great melodies, great synth sounds, great production. Fits the Cutters mould perfectly. Anyway, click on that pretty pink flyer and get the infos you need.

Das Moth - Moon

Then on Sunday we're finally back at Hunky Dory Social Club, guzzling wine and having a good time with our dear friend Graz on the scorching rooftop. Please note this is ALSO FREE. Holy fuck we are generous. Behold:


I know the original of this but I can't for the life of me remember who it's by - any spotting action would be much appreciated. But anyway, this is a fine edit by the Grazdog which has been spun on many a sunny Sunday up on the HDSC roof. Dig it.

Unknown - Afrika (Graz Edit)

Uh, man, serious wow factor here. Kiwi producer Christoph El Truento is just stunning. Whether he's making lumpy, groovy future bass (I still don't know what the fuck that is) or beautiful atmospheric breezy dream music, his tracks are overflowing with lush textures and a kind of soothing sonic quality that's hard to define. His first 12" release is coming out at the end of the month on Japanese top-shelf-cognac label Wonderful Noise so you can comfortably assume two things. 1: that it will be of bloody exceptional quality, and 2: it'll be accompanied by a testicle-pulverising price tag. I recommend saving up as much money AND as much dignity as you can, since you won't have much left of either after you've picked this beauty up. On the plus side, he's got a bunch of stuff available for free download on his SoundCloud so you can do some thorough trying before you do your murderous buying.

Christoph El Truento - Sunday

Christoph El Truento - Armadillo Meat Funk

Man, all this future-something and proto-thingo business wigs me out. Can people just chill out with making up new genres? I fear to ever attempt classifying any music as something since I'm sure I'll be using some highly outdated term that the future-post-dubcore-protowonk-bassgrind-glitchtrip heads will laugh at me for it. At the end of the day it's all just computers bleeping at us with different voices :)

SEE YOUUUUUUUUU THIS WEEKENDDDDDDDD

Thursday, 10 November 2011

Hot Or Not


It's starting to get really steamy in these parts and that makes me really happy. Last night at 2AM it was still 28°C which is the kind of sweaty discomfort I live for. Naturally a lot of what's happening on my stereo is becoming mellower as things begin to overheat and slow to a crawl. This stunning space lounge bit from Nordic brothers Plej is just sublime. A perfect sedative to help you sink several levels deeper into your couch groove while you're struggling to lift a cold beer up to your face. Blissful.

Plej - Lay of the Land

Our buddy http://www.grazmulcahy.com/ is doing an 11/11/11 party tomorrow night down at GoodGod which coincides with his birthday, and you should go. Monsieur Graz recently did a remix for our next Death Strobe release and he's also got a stash of top edits hiding up his singlet. This 'mashup' of sorts (don't grimace, trust me) is a really beautiful thing - one of my favourite Quiet Village tracks paired perfectly with a skilfully edited APP vocal, it's a 12 point fingerprint match as CSI detectives say. Graz is also spinning at our next Death Strobe Sunday Sesh up on the Hunky Dory rooftop, I'll blast you poor folks with flyers next week.

Quiet Village / Alan Parsons Project - What Goes Up (Graz Edit)

Oooh who remembers this little gem? I remember hearing it for the first time on Ministry of Sound's Testament of House: The Third Prophecy, which seems like several decades ago. Heavily cut up with a little grated cheese on top, it's simply nice, warm, unpretentious house music. Clever but not genius, it's the kind of thing that doesn't make your brain work hard and that's just how I like it. At the very least it's a good dose of nostalgia.

Outlines - Just A Lil' Lovin'

Fishing deeper down the nostalgia well and this good-times Led Zep cover resurfaces. A slow burning disco version of Whole Lotta Love with Tina Turner spurting a blazing inferno from her mouth, what could be better? Disco covers are notoriously dangerous but this is one of the top shelf affairs that make it worth digging for more. I haven't listened to this for ages but it'll never lose its charm.

Tina Turner - Whole Lotta Love

Stacks of big parties coming up in the next couple of weeks, like I said you'll be copping an eyeful of flyers so beware.