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Mi Ami are the hungry tiger that roams slender and green-eyed in a murky space beyond your pulsating speakers, waiting to leap out and shred you to pieces in a methodical, almost caring way, so you can lay in your back as your innards spill over the floor in a tide of irrepressible red, beholding a space of blinding light above your eyes towards which you seem to rise very slow while blurry figures you can’t quite make out stand around you silently, there is something strangely soothing about this gruesome experience, a warm drone that envelopes you in a hypnotic daze as you make your transition.

Mi Ami- Echononecho (Version)

This is included in the Echonoecho 12 that came out a couple of days ago, we are almost unbearably excited about their debut album, ‘Watersports’, which will be released by Touch and Go Records on the 17th of February. Upset the Rhythm are putting them on in London on Friday the 10th of April, a show where we will be proudly DJing.

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I got home from London today and an envelope was waiting by my door,  I opened it and I found an intricately decorated USB key inside it. I plugged it into my computer and suddently the screen went black in that strange way that black has as if it was but the surface of an abyssal depth at the bottom of which things lurk, which was actually the case, because slowly at first, then faster, bizarre and convoluted shapes of a neon green started dancing in front of me, maps of devilish complexity and hyperdetailed schemata into which the perspective zoomed at vertiginous speeds, like the clinical autopsy of a dead civilisation. This was the sound of my trip.

Gyratory System- Thermidor (removed by record label request)

Gyratory System rule, this is included in a digital single release on Angular Recording Corporation which shall be available on the 23rd of February.

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And now for that well-deserved splash of sunshine, here you have Tanlines going all calypso on your frostbiten faces, Bejan is colourful postcard full of loveliness and cuddly hugs sent from a tropical beach where playing volleyball after a bout of clumsy surfing is perfect preparation for a barbecue which illuminates the night sky with glimmers of red, and not the sort of thing that a bunch of jocks who say ‘kowabunga dude’ ironically would do. We love music that bring us back to the simple pleasures of life beyond decades of crass stereotypification (is that a word?) with a pure heart and a smile, and Bejan does precisely that, thank you from snowy Limeyland, dearest Tanlines!

Tanlines- Bejan

Regarding how we roll

Featuring : Gyratory System + mahjongg

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I was in the office on Wednesday and people were smiling more than usual. Many were paying an American girl who works there a visit, to congratulate her, and also to say thanks

What happened in the US Presidential elections wasn’t just the end of what will be probably remembered as some sort of dark age of imbecility and ignorance that has impacted us all, but also a reminder of what people can achieve when working together towards a vision of the way things should be, a movement of change, a hope that spills beyond borders and over vast oceans. The sun came out from the West on Wednesday, hopefully one day will also shine from the grey and jaded edifices of power of this old island.

The 20jazzfunkgreats are hardened cynics very aware of how the grim concrete walls of Realpolitik never fail to encroach upon the dreams of the rookie stalwart that lands in the public office. But right now it’s all about that warm feeling inside us, this was the way Wednesday sounded, this song goes to all our U.S. pals who have kept fighting the good fight, 4 years after we damned the second term of that man who shan’t be named with Sonic Youth’s ‘Youth Against Fascism’, we welcome the new guy with effervescent exultant gloriously off-kilter joint poppin’ disco funk of The Bombers, rejoice in the street kids, this occasion deserves a fierce dance!

The Bombers- Don’t Stop the Music

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That reminiscence of the days of yore (4 years!) has made me think about something I read in the last Wired, as well as a comment left in the Halloween post, which I reckon pertains the motivations why we do this thing. Exhibit A, our dear reader was wondering how could we keep our level of commitment in spite of the absence of comments or other ‘kinds of popularity’. Exhibit 2, The Wired article contended that blogs are dead and Twitter is the new thing.

Why? Because these days it’s too hard to earn sufficient attention through blogger, there are too many professional web-sites out there posting stuff constantly, monopolising the top spots of the ‘folksonomy rankings’ (what the fuck happened to those?), glimmers in the eye of our Google overlords. Twitter is where it’s at because it is in the 50 words snippet where the lone digital gunman has a chance to shine in a time (cost) efficient way. Of course we all know that Wired is rubbish this days, and that you can squeeze it out of content in the time you get from London Victoria to Haywards Heath (the rest is techno-babble and a gadget shop). But regarding their argument, I wonder if what the world needs is even more attention grabbing headliners and quirkiness devoid of substance. Most blogs (including this one) tend to be quite bad at in-depth analysis, so let’s move to fucking Twitter, totally natty.

But I am meandering here. Let us examine what connects exhibit A and exhibit B, this is, the assumption that, somehow, the motivation for running this kind of joint is a reward at the end of the pixelated rainbow, some twisted internet version of ‘celebrity’ at the top of the digital soapbox, glitz and fame. Yes, climb on the back of those artists whose music we are giving away for free and get a prize for it, the individualistic rent-seeking utility maximising posse scores again, it’s like Margaret Thatcher had never had that sharp stake driven through her putrescent heart (if only).

Well, I guess we don’t do what we do for those reasons, I have said it before and I say it again. We have day jobs. It’s not that we don’t want to be read, and we love it when people leave comments, but if I have to be honest I have not been to our Google Analytics site for years, I don’t know how many hits we get and how many hits our ‘competition’ gets, I don’t give a cat whiskers for the web pseudo-economy, if you have e-mailed us to swap links, you probably have received no reply, nada. If we ever stop doing this, it won’t be because we aren’t being rewarded by you, or someone else, it will be because we don’t have enough time or energy to put into it the effort that we think the artists we are posting, and you too, deserve, this isn’t about us, we don’t sign this thing.

Because what we are about is the moment of discovery when something that you didn’t know existed slides into your radar like some fucked up U.F.O. of psychedelic goodness and the whole emerald reticle folds itself into a pyramid at the top of which shines a field of a thousand weird flowers blooming glorious, a field of hope for the future and continuation of unbridled human creativity, ensuing pleasure and subsequent feelings of inspiration which are not individual but communitarian, sharing is caring, nuff said.

Believe it or not, my house doesn’t smell of patchouli, kid, and I have a degree on Economics.

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One example of what I am talking about are ridiculously awesome Gyratory System, one of those outfits who, when we heard them for the first time, made us think of strange configurations of alien technology known as The Process spreading across space to capture the sub-atomic vibrations generated by the spinning cycle of things that hide in the void, then reconfigure them into glorious progressive symphonies which are the sound of a total conscience playing with the colourful toys which are time life and matter beyond a black veil inside which our senses are not designed to see. This is the music of the Mahavishnu Orchestra captured by a SETI cluster, processed through a myriad deluded wobbly synthesisers and spit in your grimacing face, it shouldn’t exist but it does, we are always wondering about whether everything that can be created existed already, some time ago, and then holy shit like this happens, and we are re-energised, inebriated, joyous, exhausted, take a deep breath and go deep inside, keep searching.

Gyratory System- Party Unlimited

‘Party Unlimited’ is named after a disused shop underneath the Gyratory System headquarters in Bloomsbury, London. It comes from the album ‘Utility Music’. Hansard Records are their custodians. We await for more.

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And then, to start the weekend on a loop that tips our proverbial hat to all the Chicagoans who partied hard on Wednesday, here we have Mahjongg. We care so much for Mahjongg, they are one of the reasons why we started doing this thing in the first place, and we are very sorry we missed them when they played in Brighton, apparently they were totally incredible. But we are so busy these days…

Alas, their music blowing us away will have to do, and in what way, just check out their new Free Grooverider 7 out in K records, bizarro tropical waves like Gang Gang Dance voodoo loas riding a 2-step coruscating Arabian horse. Today we are leaving you with the flip, a haunted Jamaican remix put together by the mighty Selector Dub Narcotic, enough reverberation to blow a hole in the perception walls of the nation, bewitching melodica flourishes a la Augustus Pablo and a rattling percussive finale which sounds like an acid house aligator crushing your hips with merciless jaws of rhythm, there.

Mahjongg- Free Grooverider(Dub Narcotic Selector Remix)