Computer Controlled Records' Nez delivers a two-hour deep space transmission of ambient soundscapes and electronics. The first in the Gravitational Drift series.

Kids shouting “Aacid Muuuusik” over wobbly 303s and breaks, what’s not to love?

Lazing under the Iberian sun, listening to this beauty from the one and only Mulatu Astatke

Friends, Romans, Country Fans, It’s been a stressful old week here, and I’ve not had a massive amount of time to enjoy new — or even old — music. Like any true fan, I’ve also been dedicating an awful lot of my time to basking in the light that is D’Angelo (RIP). Nonetheless, there are some other lovely bits of music I want to share with you — and, of course, a killer D’Angelo concert, which you will watch in its entirety!

Sorry kittens, I was away last week, visiting fantasy island for the first time in nearly a decade (long story). A long weekend on the flagshagger-friendly east coast, complete with utterly depressing Stop the Boats union jacks and roundabout twattery. If that’s your bag, you’re a cunt, sir, and most certainly barking up the wrong digital tree with this blog — so off you fuck!

Shook & Legowelt - Lamas in Absurdopolis, Nightwind Records Legowelt returns, in collaboration with synth-funk hero Shook, for some chugging, Casio-heavy electro-funk. I like to play this one loud while strutting around Lidl, like some overweight Celtic John Travolta, hunting pastel-coloured kettles and toasters (if you know, you know). Tape-saturated, charity-shop synth sci-fi funk at its finest. Technolife Supernature by Shook & Legowelt…

The world is falling apart. It’s not just the bee colonies collapsing, but ours too — and maybe that’s not such a bad thing.

I didn’t write anything about music during January or most of February. Instead, it's been near-biblical rainfall, and bouts of illness and depression have also reared their head -- as usual. If I’m honest, I didn’t really listen to much either, apart from the odd philosophy or witchcraft podcast here and there. However, the clouds have finally dispersed, the ground is drying out, and I’ve had enough mental space to dig in and find a few gems.

Dydd Mercher, and it’s a stunner here: 25 °C, one cloud in the sky — “Nimbo cumulo” vibes for all you Fast Show fans (showing my age here) — and I can see all the way out to Serra do Marão. So, in that spirit, let’s enjoy a gorgeous bit of ethereal soul-jazz noodling from Bobby Lyle’s 1978 album, New Warrior.

Hard to believe this one’s nearly a decade old! I remember the first time I heard it was on the dancefloor at Griessmühle (RIP). After eight years of living in Berlin at the time, words cannot express how bored I was with Berlin techno. Hearing this was like being 17 again, dropping acid-laced Mitsis at locals-only dub nights at the Commi Centre on Cowley Road, surrounded by old dudes supping Guinness and local rudeboys. A track that marries metallic industrial power with the Looney-Tunes dancehall of Mister Vegas or Vybz Kartel — and a massive breath of fresh air.

I went for a walk down by the river, to a place where ancient rock formations meet the cold concrete of the motorway that cuts through the landscape. It’s not for everyone, but I love it. Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about the tension between the ancient and the modern, and this track—Harvestman: Triptych Part Three by Steve Von Till, brilliantly dubbed by The Bug—feels like the perfect soundtrack.

Dydd Sul, let’s have 10mins of pure ambient bliss from The Orb, taken from the forthcoming ‘Buddhist Hipsters’ albumin

Filthy dystopian tech-step excellence for your Friday feets! I remember first hearing this absolutely off my pickle, aged 18 at some prototype night in the Zodiac in Oxford. I could never not love it!

Gorgeous, overbuilding drone-y brilliance from the megalithic Spiritualized!

An absolute beauty for the holiday space dubbers, on the legendary Jahtari stable! 

Taken from Stereophonic Pop Art Music, Höga Nord (2018).