RECORDINGS

‘WeRdaHouse’ opens the project, laying down snaking subs, skippy drums, bubbling arpeggio lines and gritty

stab sequences all dynamically evolving throughout. ‘Don’t U Kno’ follows next and reduces things down to

swaying dub chords, jazzy keys, low slung drums and choppy bass stabs.

‘Gluten Morgen’ opens the flip side, a loop-led groove fuelled by organic percussion, squelchy 303 licks,

frenzied, delayed keys and mind-bending spoken word chants. Title track ‘Def Murky’ then concludes the EP,

diving deep into oscillating synth tones, modulating percussion, crisp drums and a warped, afterhours

aesthetic.

True Mirrors leads the EP laying down airy atmospherics, bright stab sequences, bouncy bass groove and crisp rhythm section. Royal Objects follows and leans into deeper realms via an amalgamation of processed spoken word vocals, ethereal pad textures, heavily swung percussion and dynamic evolution. Ghost Life kicks off the flip side next, fuelled by resonant synth licks, sweeping filtered chords, saturated drums and dubbed out vocal lines. Over and Over then concludes the release, a nod towards the early 2000s era of microhouse courtesy of raw, reduced drums, heavy sub bass tones, oscillating organic percussion and warped synth tones.

Opening the EP is Synapse, a murky dub-tinged techno excursion employing choppy bass stabs, subtly unfurling stab sequences, textural synth tones and a robust rhythm section. Amygdala follows and leans into deeper realms with ethereal pads, twitchy acid bass and crisp organic percussion. Opening the B-side is Receptor, retaining a similarly hypnotic aesthetic via a dynamic bass groove, billowing atmospherics and stripped down drums. Title-cut. Lucid Dreams then concludes the EP on a more cinematic tip, bringing bright celestial pads, delicate synth melodies and oscillating bass to the forefront, all underpinned by a raw, reduced and swing drum groove.

Title-cut Tivoli opens and sets the tone with twitchy acid lines, murky dub swells, skippy percussion and eerie textural atmospherics. Agree follows and shifts gears into deep house realms courtesy of a bright organ hook, swirling pad lines, tension building strings and oscillating bass drones, all underpinned by a crisp rhythm section. Wonderful Transmission kicks off the b-side next with a electro tinged feel, fusing robotic voices and squelchy bass flutters with saturated drums and haunting resonant synth leads. Last up to conclude the EP is Haunted, an apt title for the eerie, intricately textured composition featuring heavily processed voices, warbling bass notes and robust drums.

Drama leads the EP and sees Martinesque lay down twitchy synth lines, squelchy acid bass tones and resonant flutters alongside spiralling dub echoes, murky vocals and crisp, shuffled drums. The (Instrumental) version of The Final Hour follows next, shifting gears down to deeper realms courtesy of airy chord sequences, intricate off-kilter percussion and gritty bass notes all dynamically nuanced throughout. Lastly the (Vocal) mix of The Final Hour concludes the package, introducing a hypnotic spoken world vocal to the composition.

Title-track Lose Connection leads, laying down a bouncy sub bass line underneath a crunchy saturated drum groove, twitchy synth licks and glitched out vocal lines before That Hook edges into more dynamic and meandering realms, fusing an amalgamation of synth lines, modulating flutters and vocal whispers atop a heavily swung rhythm section. True Believer then rounds out the EP, featuring Stockholm, Swedens Linn Stern, the powerful collabrative closing cut embraces a more anthemic feel with cinematic atmospherics, robotic voices, fluttering arpeggio licks and skippy, raw drums intertwined with powerful vocal lines.

Psycho' leads the EP, laid out across nine and a half minutes with murky dub chords, fluttering bass tones and choppy vocals intertwined with a swinging drum groove. 'Tifosi' follows and retains a similar aesthetic, bringing choppy stab sequences and wandering bass licks to the forefront, underpinned by shuffled modulating percussion and crisp drums. 'What You Are To Me' opens the B-side next, stripping things back to twitchy acid tinged synths, hypnotic vocal lines and vocoded voices while bumpy delayed tom toms, weighty kicks and congas subtly evolve and unfold throughout. Lastly 'Nebula' rounds out the EP, employing a plucked stab-led bass groove at its core alongside expansive delayed atmospherics and a crunchy saturated rhythm.

Across the eleven track 'Dimensions' album, IULY.B embraces the long player format to deliver a psychedelia infused range of material in his signature, raw, subtly nuanced and hypnotic style. Opener 'Seagulls Passing By' perfectly sets the tone with field recordings from the beach, breezy pads and a shuffled drum groove. The project then shifts up gears continually with 'Altered Memories' rolling rhythm, choppy bass and sweeping synths, the aptly titled 'Bump's gritty bass stabs, tripped out vocals and crunchy drums. 'Aurora' then drifts back into deeper realms with entrancing atmospherics, skippy percussion and acid-tinged synth licks before shifts straight back to raw dance floor ready material with a murky bass grooves, skippy drums and dubbed out vocals. The story continues with 'Dark Safari' and its fluttering low-end pulsations, crisp percussion and tension building synth swells before 'Variations' heads back to the roots of Dub Techno, traversing through seven minutes of swirling dub echoes, hypnotic chimes and muted drums. 'Between Worlds' sees IULY once again moving in a new direction with saturated electro leaning rhythms, elongated subs and resonant synth licks before the mesmerizing textures of 'Atlantis' merge an amalgamation of melodies with a sturdy rhythmic foundation. Track ten 'Nothing Lasts Forever' then begins to wind down the project with an electronica leaning aesthetic, bringing together ethereal pads with plucked synth melodies and a chugging stab sequence before 'Leaving Out' concludes the project, a subtly unfurling journey through cascading atmospherics, robotic vocal chants and soft, broken percussion.

Opening the EP is the playful 'Peppermint Poddle', fuelled by oscillating synth tones, twitchy percussion and saturated bass alongside a spoken word vocal. 'Manger Du Bon Manger' then shifts focus to cinematic organ lines, jazzy drums and a snaking bass groove throughout. 'Mou D'état' kicks off the B-side and sees the duo dive deeper via ethereal atmospherics, their signature wonky, mind bending synths and an amalgamation of processed vocal murmurs. Lastly 'Dans L'oeil' sees César Merveille join the party, the trio working collectively to create a unique slice of percussion fueled microhouse with intricately intertwined organic percussion, dubby synth flutters, cinematic pads and pulsating subs.

Up first on the EP is 'Deepozzarella', embracing Audio Werner's somewhat signature deep and dubby aesthetic via ethereal, spaced out chords intertwined with a jazzy, walking bass groove and intricately programmed, heavily swung organic percussion throughout. 'Chordlift' follows next and takes a similar path, bringing shuffled congas and shakers to the forefront while expansive, dubbed out stabs sequences and a pulsating low-end drive further fuels the smoothly unfolding groove. The B-side is then taken up by the twelve-minute excursion that is 'Tension', aptly titled the composition employs a subtly unfurling restrained approach, teasing in new percussive elements, expansive dub echoes and nuanced shifts within each sound which build towards a crescendo in its later stages.

Up first is the original version of title-track 'We Need Space', a merging of winding bass grooves, skippy percussion, modulating, bubbling synths ebbing and flowing amongst one another while a hypnotic, spoken word vocal winds within the groove throughout. An instrumental version follows next, as the name would suggest, pulling back the vocal elements for a more robust, drum driven feel. 'Separation' then opens the flip-side with a more frenzied feel via and amalgamation of vacillating synth flutters, dubbed out percussion and bumpy low-slung drums which all dynamically evolve and retract throughout. 'The Feeling' then completes the EP, diving back into deeper realms with murky atmospherics, vocal chants and gritty stabs at its core, underpinned by a bouncy stab led bass groove and crisp, crunchy drums.

Leading the way on the package is 'Feeling Alive' a subtly unfurling journey that twists and turns through bouncy bass notes, an amalgamation of modulating synth flutters, hypnotic voices and crisp percussion. 'Your Turn' follows next and shifts gears towards squelchy acid bass, choppy stab sequences and ethereal pads, all underpinned by a crunchy, raw drum workout. On the flip-side 'Intense Jazzy', as the name would suggest leans into a more organic feel with a snaking bass line, a shuffled jazz-tinged rhythm and a murky underlying tension perfectly crafted for dark, smoky rooms. 'The Light We Carry' then rounds out the release, bringing swirling resonant synth textures and robotic voices into the mix alongside a swaying sub bass groove and low-slung drums.

For his debut LP, Mar2nesque dove deep. Its a project borne out of a personal history with electronic music spanning over two decades long, mel2ng his influences and ambi2ons into a single piece. Bound together by the dance floor experience at large, this collec2on is unwilling to subject itself to a path of linear narra2on, embracing an approach more ecclec2c instead. Throughout the album's run2me, we are invited to rediscover trace memories of starry-eyed nights of yore. We find nods to big beat and electropop, acid, breaks and trance. All over, big basslines recall the sweaty basement jams Mar2nesque grew to love. Everything 2ed up and strapped down 2ght by the slamming house derivates the man has built his name on. This is a set of transcendent tools dreamt up the morning aMer. This is packaged and presented to invite receptors to rearrange, reshape, recompile. This is the sum of its parts, and parts might differ.

For his most recent output, Ledger draws upon more muscular, more urgent matter altogether. His encyclopedic knowledge of dance music's hidden corners reverberates strongly within these five tracks. Find echoes of the fledgling Roman rave scene in its heavy drumwork, whilst the trance-infused synths recall the hazy glory days of mid-nineties Elba. All touched up and bound together by a thoroughly modern approach to sound design and floor awareness. Ledger carries his italian heritage on his sleeve, and although many of the calling cards might appear obscured to the uninitiated, those familiar with his craft will find more to love with every rotation. Pass this gate and discover the depth at your own risk.

Cristi Cons lands with his debut on Adams Bite, serving up two pristine cuts of electronic wizardry. The label has previously meddled in strong 90ies aesthetics, delivering starry-eyed homages to days long gone. With the eternal wunderkind at the controls, things get kicked up another notch: following efforts from his peers, he's unearthing, deconstructing, and reassembling some of Frankfurt's halcyon days' most essential sonics. Drop the needle on the A side to access „Black Swan", a contemporary house burner perfectly imagining the early trance experiments heard in the dark womb of dance music history. Sprawling across the flipside, „Ahead of the Curve" finds Cristi Cons exploring the psychedelic side of this sound, revealing delicate details to lose your mind in – and a playful bassline keeping bodies earthbound and flowing. Zipping and zapping from Goa to Mainlandia via Bucharest, there's plenty to fall in love with here. Over and over again.

CSR7000 delivers an EP bristling with energy, perfectly geared for the intercontinental range. The aptly titled „Miles I" starts things off with a nod to one of the greats, preparing listeners comfortably to access their third zone. This journey clocks in at 10 minutes – luscious melodies and full endurance groove included. On the flip side, things get a bit trancier still. „Jimi I" introduces intricate melodies to realign mind and spirit, with all the dynamic range to support the experience. „Miles II" ends the project on a jazzy tip; pleasurable for the sample-spotters and dancers alike. Intricate drumwork harks back to the glory days of B-boy house and provides the perfect backdrop to this soothing trip. To enjoy while it lasts.

Martinesque is back on home turf! Following up from last year's effort, „Profound" doubles down on the psychedelic qualities. Geared towards the early hours, he's served up three cuts of intimate ritual music. Take the title track: during its 8 minute runtime, we're led down the rabbit hole of progressive house music. It's a modern take on the format, full of disorientating spatial modulation, brooding texture, and the emotional depth we've come to expect from the artist. The B-side further illuminates this path. „Watercourse" introduces a playful twitch to the palette, full of life-affirming echoes and melodies. Rounding things off is the deepest track of the lot: „Blackbird" features effective call-and-response vocals, continuously intertwining with its gently tripping bassline. A meticulously assembled package, this record sees Martinesque deliver his most playful outing yet.

Dancefloor shaman Barac joins the ranks of our label. His signature sound has accompanied us on countless night-time adventures already, providing a unique space of mind to lose ourselves in. Here, we're treated to three slowly unfurling pieces, each approaching the mental plane on its own terms. „Beyond The Gates, They Were Free" spreads over the full A-side. Drop the needle for a playful affair, with lush modulations calling back to the glory days of goa trance. It's a mesmerising track, geared towards renewing the heady communal experiences we've come to miss. The flip side takes us further still, with two stripped-back and deeply dubbed workouts: „I Shall Not Be Taken" homes in on Barac's inimitable sonicalia, seamlessly fusing the psychedelic with the sublime. „The Fall Of Man" closes things out in fine style, as a sidewinding drum circle entrenches itself into our minds with each rotation. Not to be taken lightly, this one.

The third entry into our catalogue is provided by our very dear Traumer. The frenchman has proven himself a true force in the electronic music community, seamlessly weaving his distinct sonic designs into memorable, ageless rhythms. His latest offering follows a prolific run of singleminded records, each one further developing on the minimal house theme he's laid out for himself. This EP features a condensation of those findings. Starting things off with «Diplo», a lean groove working the very long hours, we're introduced to a fresh set of tracks balancing the serviceable with the elusive. With its loose arrangement of organic sounds and a hazy feel, «Douce»'s tripped house mix makes good on its promise. Find the deeper rotations on the flipside, where «Prima» and «Plastica» both explore the heady mindset to their fullest. Nerve tingling goodness for intimate listening experiences.

Presenting the second entry to Adam's Bite's catalogue is none other than minimal maestro, Ion Ludwig. A long-standing favourite amongst house aficionados and a good friend of the family, the dutch artist provides 11 signature grooves, geared for communal and intimate experiences alike.

His sixth full-length album is also his most expansive to date: Stretching across three records and sporting a 90 minute runtime, the project shines a light on all sides of Ion Ludwig's creative perspective. Between reduced, dusty techno tracks and languorous melodic arrangements, «truth only exists in paradise» carefully explores both mental and physical aspects of Ludwig's craft. It wears its influences on its sleeve: referencing free-spirited outlooks from jazz and trip hop to New York's house legacy, Ion Ludwig applies his delicate touch to the aesthetic without compromising in either direction. The result is as rewarding and personal as it is simple—a prime hallmark of every rich piece of minimalist music.

On the first outing of Adam's Bite, head honcho Martinesque serves up three slices of tripping techno geared for the small hours of the night.