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Check with us next time though, please? She glanced down at Lozzie, just a flicker. I suppressed another sigh. I could hardly fault her for that part. You seem so much more … adult, compared to when we first met you. She spread her hands in a self-deprecating shrug. She was leaving somebody out, and we both knew it.

She gestured at the room with a flick of her wrist, still holding the stress ball in one hand. Metropolitan hotel, that is. Better than a travelodge, but not so much better that it breaks the bank. Lozzie snorted a giggle. With a visible deep breath, she forced herself to relax. I realise the answer is probably no, and we … well, Evelyn, mostly, has already decided to trust you. But I have to ask you, if only as a warning. He may offer you money, in exchange for helping him to kidnap Lozzie.

Lozzie whined into the covers. I wrapped my arms around my own belly, feeling awful, but I had to say this. She had to hear this too. I had to make her aware of the possibility. Jan watched my face, searching me with those eyes like blue fire trapped behind glass. I stared back into those eyes, right into her pneuma-somatic core, trying to read her thoughts from the surface of her soul. A failure, unfortunately. Jan stared at me. I stared at Jan. Like a pair of small, fluffy, domestic cats, trying to judge if it was time for the claws to come out.

Lozzie reared up from the bed like a snake hidden behind a log, red in the face, wiping her wispy blonde hair away from her forehead, eyes blazing. She far outmatched us oversized house cats; Jan and I both flinched before Lozzie even opened her mouth. Lozzie actually stood up on the bed as she went on, flapping her poncho up and down. I thought she was about to leap at me.

Jan returned my nod. Lozzie glanced between the two of us, frowning like she was having trouble following the exchange. If I was planning to help a terrible old man carry out a kidnapping, I would hardly let you know my intention ahead of time. Jan rolled her eyes.

I am very mercenary, indeed I am. I make no secret of it, but even I have some limits. Jan blushed faintly and blinked rapidly. Another mage? Absolutely, no question. No honour amongst thieves and all that. And I understand perfectly well that basic solidarity can count for very little between beings like us. She leaned forward on the bed. Jan laughed, once, not really amused. But you already know better. Jan had left me behind about three sentences ago.

What do you think I see when I look at you? But you and I both know that I am not a harmless teenager. I am an old and powerful thing. And you have enough experience to know that things like me are dangerous. I would do the same, in your position. We are what we pretend to be. The advice given to me by The King in Yellow. I said the words before I realised who I was echoing. She resisted it well, holding my gaze for several long, awkward seconds as her crystal-blue eyes scrunched up and filled with tears, as her mouth curled and she had to bite her lips, as she turned red in the cheeks, but then finally failed.

She was a very delicate crier, sniffing and wiping her eyes on the thin sleeve of her dressing gown, swallowing through a thick and heavy throat. Do you, um, want a tissue? I pulled two tissues from a box on the desk, then thought better of it and simply handed Jan the whole box. She wiped her eyes and blew her nose, flapping tissues about, her dressing gown sleeves billowing. Here I was trying to be all appropriately spooky and you just … tch.

Or whatever you are to each other. She nodded, still dabbing at her eyes, and laughed softly. Jan frowned at me, then frowned at her own shoulder — at Lozzie, still wrapped around her in a hug. Heather is aware, yes? Lozzie tilted her head side-to-side, suddenly rather puppy-like.

My mind had been on mages and magic and monsters, not something so mundane. I thought that was just a given. Jan brightened, almost preening as she sat up a bit straighter. I sighed. Jan looked momentarily discomforted, then cleared her throat and adopted an intentionally serious expression again. I like that idea. As I said, there is precious little basic solidarity in our world.

So I pretend, and I make it real. A home. You, Tenny, Evelyn and Raine by the sounds of it too. All of you. Betraying something like you would be suicidal nonsense. Jan carried right on. Plausible deniability is so much more comfortable. I blew out a breath in unamused relief. Lozzie had disengaged her hug and briefly put her hands over her ears. I think Jan was a tiny bit relieved by that. Which means a lot, coming from her.

Lozzie giggled at that and hugged Jan from behind again, snaking her arms out of her pastel poncho. Jan cleared her throat and looked a bit embarrassed. At least until the stuff with the cult is resolved? No wonder so many different people are so eager to hang onto this place. I felt a tug of curiosity, though it was distracting me further from my real intent. Or whatever happens afterward. Though I would happily give sanctuary to some.

Why am I staying in Sharrowford? Something in my tone must have communicated the awful, jarring truth behind such a bland statement. Jan swallowed and nodded. She understood the look in my eyes. I suppose. Lozzie seemed so very comfortable, hugging Jan from behind. She and Jan could not possibly have been any more different, one so neat and delicate and devious, one so free and floaty and uninhibited.

Lozzie met my eyes and winked. I put my hands up, blushing too. This situation was obviously far, far from what I had worried about. Or even anything. I just needed to check. For Lozzie. Is that a thing? Jan was rendered speechless. Whatever Jan and Lozzie were up to, I think I knew who was in charge. And even if there was, it was none of my business. Lozzie was an adult. In some ways, Lozzie was a mother. I examined myself carefully, for jealous feelings. I found none. Lozzie was my friend, practically family, and if she was happy, then I was happy.

That was a relief. I cleared my throat. Technical matters, magical matters, that sort of thing. Now seems like as good a time as any. Lozzie took the hint. She let go of Jan and bounced to her feet, skipping across the room to fiddle with the video game console plugged into the television. Sometimes I forgot how astute Lozzie could be, beneath her playful exterior.

Jan looked like a steam boiler on a cooling cycle. She nodded along, trying to compose herself. Raine and the others might be worrying about me. Jan cleared her throat again. I caught her eye. We both understood how Lozzie tended to be. Though I suppose you can hardly talk, Heather. I must ask you more about them, some time. Lozzie giggle-snorted, flapping out her poncho.

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Raine encouraged me to stay on the line and keep trying. The phone rang and rang and rang. My determination soured into sore feet. Praem nudged my chair toward me, so I sat down and tried again, hanging up and redialling.

A minute later I was on the verge of giving up. Twil was muttering something about how we should get some drinks if we were going to be waiting much longer. Evelyn opened her mouth and sighed, about to admit defeat. Instead, a black silence, like a standing wave just beyond the range of human hearing. The phone line had connected to a lightless void. A winking light in the deep dark of an unexplored cavern, illuminating nothing.

I tried to open my mouth to speak a greeting, but instinct screamed at me to be quiet and still, as if I might attract the attention of some vast unmoving watcher out in that frozen darkness. I stared sideways at the phone against my head, fighting the urge to fling it to the floor and crush it with a tentacle.

Wary, distant, exhausted. I let out a sigh of relief. I felt like a mouse hiding inside a rotten log, passed over by a snake who had missed my scent. The others were all staring at me from around the table. Evelyn was frowning hard, deeply concerned in her own sort of way. I shook my head and uncoiled my tentacles, struggling for self-control. Evelyn gestured at me: there you go, now talk.

Hello, good afternoon. Heather Morell. Do you remember me? A long, silent pause. Normal silence, not the creeping black silence of the unknown void. Felicity was simply speechless for a moment. Evelyn crossed her arms and hunched in her seat, all but scowling at the phone. Raine listened carefully, chin in her hand. Twil seemed a bit lost. Praem stood to attention.

She swallowed audibly and took a deep breath. Her voice came through a bit clearer, less of a mumble. Yes, of course I remember you. She was not exactly a difficult person to recall. Narrow, soft features gave her face the illusion of being unguarded and inattentive.

And the burn scar, how could I forget that? Her left eye was blind, blank and glassy. The left corner of her lips was mangled, fused together. Despite everything about her, the scars still stirred my sympathy, even in memory. Urgent, afraid, a little bit hostile. I blinked in confusion before the pieces fell into place, then I sighed and made sure I was making eye contact with Evelyn as I spoke.

It ended with a throaty sound, like she was suffering a chest infection. The creak of an old chair, a faint rattle of window panes, the distant whistle of wind, lonely and desolate. And right at the edge of my hearing, small bare feet pattering on naked stone, moving away from the phone. She stared as if she could transmit the evil eye across a phone call.

We see each other every single day. Felicity was breathing a little too sharply, like a woman on the leading edge of a panic attack. Her tone of voice could have turned an angel to stone. I wanted to take this burden from her. She could even leave the room if she wished.

Oh, yes, yes I heard. Thank her for me, Heather. Truth be told, I could understand her words perfectly, I just wanted her to stop. Her tone made my skin crawl and left a sour taste in my mouth. I could imagine her cringing from her own guilt. I spoke mechanically, precise, with as much emotional distance as I could muster. Keep this strictly to business. The others evidently agreed. Evelyn had turned away in disgust.

Raine puffed out a long breath, full of pity. Twil cringed with second-hand embarrassment. I apologise. It came surprisingly easy. I reminded myself with every word, who I was doing this for. All of us, Evelyn included. Another long silence, followed by a sigh.

Neither acceptance nor rejection. I contained a sigh of my own and reminded myself we were dealing with a mage here, no matter the personal connection or shared history. I hardened my heart and considered my options for a second.

We did have a couple of ways into this, a couple of different types of leverage I could apply. Raine got there first. How you doing? Hey, hey, Heather, put it on speaker phone so I can hear her proper. Evelyn swiped the air — no speaker phone. Raine made it clear this was a plan, a ploy, a clever plot. Evelyn should get up and leave if she wanted, Raine indicated, none of us would judge her.

Evelyn did not want to leave, even when Praem offered her a hand up. Evelyn would stay and stew in her disgust. Yeah, I know what you mean, know how that feels. Things are thingy. She grinned as she spoke, all acting, all fronting. You met Lozzie, right? When you were down here before? Anyway, Fliss, I missed you when you came down Sharrowford way to help us, on account of getting kidnapped and everything. Heard you had to skedaddle before they got me out.

Big mess, I had to kill a guy and everything. Never got a chance to thank you for helping out. Helping Evee. Helping Heather. Evelyn pulled a face at Raine like Raine had just made a deal with a terrorist. Was there a risk of you dying?

I had rarely heard another human being sound so fundamentally uncomfortable. Well, except for myself. She did not want to be thanked. Not by anybody but Evee, perhaps. Evelyn seemed to pick up on this as well. She was still frowning at Raine, but more with curiosity than anger now. Raine caught my eye and winked. Her plan was working.

Gently, I placed the phone on the table and drew myself upright. Raine had prepared the ground, now it was my turn. That was true, at least. Aym, the demon-thing that followed her around. I did genuinely owe something in return for that. Perhaps just a thank you. Thank you for your concern. Such a gentle sound, but somehow it drowned out the words. Like a flash-storm of freezing rain smothering a weak fire.

A rough, raspy, high-pitched breathing joined us on the phone. Excited and rapid, like the bearer had been running around for quite some time. There was something aberrant about that breathing, as if it came from a throat twisted all wrong to be human. The reply I received was not words, but a vibrating, hissing hack-hack-hack. Maybe a laugh, maybe something else, more animal than human. Raine winced. Twil bared her teeth in frozen growl, bristling all over.

Evelyn shuddered with naked disgust. On the other end of the phone, Aym — or what I assumed was Aym — yelped like a puppy bapped in the nose with a newspaper. The high-pitched breathing sound slithered away, feet trotting off into the black silence beyond the phone call. The plan had worked. But how could she have known? Demons can be even more strange than mages. I shared a glance with Evelyn. She looked hollow-eyed and wracked with disgust, but she shrugged and gestured.

Felicity went quiet at first, then began to ask technical questions: did we have a description of the house; had any of us ever visited it; did we think it was located near a specific species of tree; were there any large hills in the specified area? I could almost hear her shaking her head. I cast a glance at Evelyn, but she seemed unperturbed by the mention of her mother.

In fact, she even shrugged. Felicity, is this possible? Could his house be magically hidden in this kind of way? My own home cannot be found unless you already know the way. I had to lay the final portion of it myself. Neither does anything else. Well, nothing normal. Felicity sighed, almost apologetic. It was performed by one who came before me. Across hundreds of miles, spanned by the narrow bridge of electromagnetic radio waves and buried cables, I could almost feel Felicity curl up in her chair as she trailed off.

That black silence pressed in around her, at the edge of my hearing. Around the table, safe and sound in the bright surroundings of Number 12 Barnslow Drive, we all shared a mystified look. Praem tightened a hand into a fist. Up on the wall, Marmite hid himself inside his black membranes, totally obscured.

Should have stayed. Stayed to help. Should have been there. Felicity stopped, instantly. We could all hear her swallowing hard, sniffing, pulling herself back from some private precipice. Twil winced and put her face in her hand, overwhelmed by second-hand embarrassment. Praem tilted her chin upward. I mean, Aym might know, about the house. She was here when it was done, when the house was hidden. Eventually, I think. Crack open the hills and burn down the woods.

Felicity laughed, more of a jerky hiccup, forced and difficult. When I disconnected the call, it was like shutting off a pitch dark room behind an armoured door. Suddenly the magical workshop seemed brighter. Only then did I realise how tense I had grown; my head was pounding, my chest was tight, my hands were quivering with strange effort.

All the hard-edged ruthlessness went out of me in a rush. I hiccuped loudly. A collective sigh went through the others, all except Praem, who stood there as crisp and straight-backed as always, though she did raise her hands and give me a polite, gentle round of applause.

Raine rubbed the back of her own neck, then reached over to rub mine, as a reward for a difficult job well done. Evelyn scowled at the phone like it was evidence in a murder case. Inside my chest, a spike of jagged iron worried at my heart. I was hurting two people here: Evelyn, by re-exposing her to the trauma of her own past, and Felicity, by emotionally manipulating her into working for us. Justifications formed like a pearl around a speck of grit inside my soul. Evelyn had agreed to this.

And I owed nothing to Felicity. But I owed so much to Evee. I stared down at the phone in my hand. This was my responsibility now, not hers. Anything to lift the burden of strategy from her shoulders. This is how it was meant to be. She could make the plans, but I would be her conduit, her hands. She sounded horribly uncomfortable. Does she need help? The disgust had dropped away, replaced with a cool, level focus. Then she smiled at me.

Guilt flared, and then receded, dying away without a target. I awkwardly reached over the table to return her mobile phone. Evelyn reached across the table toward me with her maimed hand, palm up. I returned the gesture, though I had to stand up a little to take her hand in mine.

Without meaning to, I added a tentacle, wrapping it around her wrist without thinking. Not even a little bit. Evelyn squeezed my hand, the stumps of her missing fingers cradled in my palm. Her eyes burned with purpose, and I knew her purpose was me. Twil wanted to show Evelyn an amusing video on her phone, something to do with too many cats in a single box.

Raine followed me out into the kitchen, concerned for my state of mind, so I recharged with a nice long hug, snuggling into her front. Then I told her I was going upstairs, by myself. Besides, if I put it off again, I might never get to this conversation. We had things to do. Easy excuses to put it off. No time like the present. I half expected Marmite to follow at my heels as I made for the front room and the stairs. He was no stranger to following me around the house on occasion, often trailed by a spider-servitor.

Maybe he liked cats, too. In the upstairs hallway, June sunlight burned hot and bright through the window, etching a patch of aching light on the old paint and older plaster of the wall, divided into four by the window lattice.

I paused to soak my face and throat in that heat, squinting my eyes shut like a cat. Even my tentacles spread out for a moment, relaxed and soothed. Beyond the window, Sharrowford wavered with distant heat haze rising from the black tarmac of the roads. Summer inside Number 12 Barnslow Drive was strange, the sun beating down on the exterior of the house but never spreading out beyond the cracks and slivers where it could enter.

Out in the garden, the grass grew wild, and sometimes I could hear crickets or the whine of horse flies. But we never saw more than the occasional spider indoors. Cool air washed over me again like fresh bedsheets when I stepped away from the patch of direct sunlight. Soft voices came from within. I knocked gently. My reward was one of those delightful fluttery trilling noises from Tenny, from deep in her chest.

There was even a laptop in here now, usually sitting on the desk at the back of the room. A hand-me-down from Raine, specifically for Tenny. Not that we have a choice. Maybe somewhere without too many prying eyes. Then we can go for a walk! I pushed the door open to discover pretty much the exact kind of comfy scene I had expected. Lozzie herself was curled up on her bed, amid a big nest of rumpled blankets and sheets, with a book propped on her knees. Her pastel poncho lay draped over the end of the bed, leaving her in just pajama bottoms and t-shirt for once.

The only thing out of the ordinary was her phone on the pillow, kept close at hand. Tenny and Sevens were sitting together at the low table, before the open screen of the laptop. Tenny was sprawled in a beanbag chair with Whistle in her lap. The dog was happily wrapped in a black tentacle and half asleep. He opened one eye in curiosity as I entered, then returned to napping. Sevens was in full goblin mode, squatting on the floor next to Tenny, chewing on the end of a pencil with her needle teeth.

Tenny was multi-tasking to the extreme. One hand clutched a pencil, the other braced against a notebook on the table. Another two tentacles were casually wrapped around Sevens, as if the blood goblin might try to run off at any moment.

Another tentacle was wiping the inside of a very empty, very well-licked jar of peanut butter. One additional tentacle was reading. Or at least it was pointed downward, at a book lying on the table, past the laptop and the notes. Two other tentacles held the book open.

Her fluffy white antennae were twitching like reeds in a breeze. We had long ago established that Tenny was perfectly capable of pronouncing my full name correctly, but the nickname had stuck. Another tentacle snaked out from under her wings, making for me and joining with one of my own in an unspoken touch-greeting.

She pointed at the screen. Mmmmmm, keeping it kinda low on the bloody parts. I blinked, wrong-footed all of a sudden. Tenny giggled, a fluttery sound like a thousand moths inside her chest. I trailed off as Sevens stared back at me, red-on-black eyes daring me to question this course of action. Tenny confirmed this with a fluttery giggle and by hugging Sevens with her tentacles.

Sevens rasped a complaint, but Tenny was being too affectionate to truly restrain her. I suppressed a giggle and shared an amused look with Lozzie, who was keeping her peace, though with some difficulty. Her lips were twisted against each other to stop from laughing. I nodded at the low table. There was even a miniature plush shark sitting on the edge by the laptop, facing the screen as if reading along.

Raine had suggested we go on an actual trip to the nearest Ikea, but that would mean a whole day out to Manchester. Her wide black eyes stared down at the plush toy, suddenly unreadable. Perhaps it was my imagination, but for just a second, she seemed almost melancholy. Your own space? Your own bed? She peered at me, head tilting from side to side, fluffy white antenna twitching rapidly. I glanced at Lozzie, afraid that she was not going to like the sound of this in the slightest.

But she was lighting up. You could have a table for chess! Tenny blinked at the pair of us, big black eyes beneath a delicate frown. Her tentacles pulled Sevens in tighter, perhaps a subconscious gesture. Whistle woke up too, perhaps sensing the tension. If Tenny had been human, I swear she would have been chewing on her bottom lip or fiddling with the hem of her clothing.

Her wing-cloak flexed, momentarily flushing with a rush of colours like oil on running water. Her camouflage, sparking in a moment of anxiety. She stared back at me, wide-eyed. I held her tentacle tight in my own, wrapping around it like a woven rope. You could have a whole pile of plush sharks on the bed, if you wanted. I glanced back at Lozzie, who was pretending not to be amused by all this.

She stared at me, then up at Lozzie on the bed again, then back at me. I nodded, then reached forward to give Tenny a proper hug, with both my human arms and all my tentacles. She returned the hug, suddenly giggly again. It was like hugging a bag of snakes covered in cooking oil and engine grease, slippery and muscular and with patches of fluffy white fuzz in between.

Tenny purred and vibrated like a giant cat. Nobody is going anywhere. Even Zheng cares about you. We slowly disentangled our hug, though Tenny stayed attached by a couple of tentacles even as I stood up and stepped back. The momentary melancholy had lifted from her features. I shared an amused glance with Lozzie. Somehow, the solidity and simplicity of reassuring Tenny had banished the worst of the guilt and frustration, smothered the razor-sharp core of abyssal ruthlessness, and soothed most of my worries.

But all that buckled and threatened to collapse again, as I watched Lozzie wiggle her legs over the side of her messy bed. I did love her, little Tenns, and so did Lozzie, her mother. Like an insensitive fool, I opened my mouth and almost spoke the dreaded words: Lozzie, we need to talk. But I caught myself at the last moment and transitioned into a hiccup.

There was no need for that now. Or maybe just the hiccup. Whistle had too, trotting past me with a wide berth, like I was a whirlpool and might suck him in. Lozzie caught that, peering up at me from the bed, all curious.

I was not very skilled at this kind of conversational subterfuge. Sevens came to my rescue though, standing up and encouraging Tenny to follow her. She must have understood my intention. She dropped half of what she was doing, scooped up her plush shark, and hopped to her feet, waving the empty jar of peanut butter on the end of one tentacle. Seconds later we heard Tenny fluttering down the stairs, followed by Sevens doing her best not to get swept off her feet.

Whistle nosed out of the door after them, but not before he cast a doubtful look back at me. Lozzie looked up at me from the bed. No imitation human gestures for her, she was very openly biting her lower lip. Gently, I pushed the bedroom door almost shut.

The sunlight from the corridor dwindled to just a crack, closing us together in the fuzzy shadows inside the house. Her eyes had gone wide as they could, with her permanent sleepy-lidded look. Her hands twisted at the bedsheets in her lap. For last weekend. With Hringewindla. Instead she slowly wrapped an arm around one of my tentacles, entwining with me without speaking, letting my automatic responses guide one of my pale, rubbery limbs to creep up and around her own arm, until I reached her shoulder.

She was only playing with me. But when I looked up, I found her staring back, head tilted so her hair hung loose, down on to her lap. The others were there too, and they helped. But mostly it was you. Butting in at the last moment. When I was communicating with him. Lozzie reached out and put her other arm around my shoulders. And the only thing I could do was make a metaphor out of it. I was talking to my own mind, processing him into something I could understand.

I looked up and met her eyes, half-sleepy and heavy-lidded. For a moment, my heart blazed with hope. The lump returned to my throat. I took a deep breath and nodded. Alone with Hringewindla. I had no idea what I would have to do to the Eye. The experience with Hringewindla suggested methods. Painful ones. I looked up at her again, so hard she almost flinched at the look in my eyes. I felt like grabbing her and shaking her.

Could you do that to the Eye? I could hear Tenny burbling and trilling happily downstairs. Lozzie blinked at me several times. Then she wiped the tears from my cheek with the back of her sleeve, and looked at me like I was an idiot. That was a very unique look from Lozzie. It seemed almost alien on her face, lips twisted together and one eyebrow raised.

I think she copied it from a mixture of Raine and Evelyn, via pure observation. And the knights too! Everyone wants to help you! I promised I was going to help you, remember? You saved me, so I help you! Mmhmm, mmhmm? I did remember. I remembered all too well, because it was one of the defining events of my life.

And she had. The Knights and the Caterpillars. You made life. It would be like genocide. I blinked in surprise as she surged with outrage. No doom! No doom-brained bad thoughts! And the Knights are determined too, they can deal with all the other stuff, the mess and ruins and looking after us.

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Only in the last year or so has he broken out of local circles in New York and Detroit, and that is purely off the back off his DJing ability because he is not a producer. The DJ sets he does, though, are uncompromising things that he painstakingly researches and puts together for often for a whole week before playing.

The podcast he has served up for us is just as tight. It wastes no time in getting down to business and starts with plenty of unhinged acid techno. Of course, the mixing is slick and seamless, records are teased in an out with an expert hand and the beats range from tightly coiled and kinetic to more spaced out and trippy. Dekmantel Podcast - Bufiman. The club is one of Europe's few establishments where you can enjoy the niche of electronic music in the right fashion.

No DJ-ego's and an adventurous musical program which sound just like our cup of tea. Bufiman's mix can be seen in the same light: a challenging, beautiful mix with unexpected surprises down the road. The pair made up of Jordan and Gal has now released four standout LPs, play truly live and mesmeric live shows around the world, work with Move D as Magic Mountain High and also have various accomplished solo projects.

Of course, they are regulars on our Dekmantel label, and always conjure up emotive, complex and stirring machine made sounds from another galaxy. Now they have given us a special live recording for our next podcast. It is taken from their live show at iBoat, and as ever is a completely improvised session that finds them playing keys, synths and drum machines and jamming fluidly throughout.

Switching up the sounds and styles as they go, the tempo varies subtly and the end result is an absorbing soundtrack that tells many a musical tale. From outlier electronics to jacking house, it always retains an impeccable sense of melody and majesty that is hard not to love. Dekmantel Podcast - Midland. Midland is a quiet and reserved character but one that always makes a big impact. Despite only being active for a few years, he is already someone who resides in the upper echelons of the global house and techno scene.

This is evidenced by the fact that as a DJ he plays only the most revered places, and when he does so he manages to reach far and wide, calling upon many different electronic sounds without ever falling prey to modern trends. This mix he has served up for us is another fine example of that.

Atop the always physical drums are all manner of cosmic melodies, soul fuelled pads and spryly percussive patterns. Touching on house that ranges from dark and mysterious to more sun kissed and playful, this journey feels much long than it is because of how much Midland manages to so mas….

Dekmantel Podcast - Willie Burns. William Burnett is a man of many guises who has been around for many years. T Records. As well as this he manages a famous record store, spends much of his time digging deep for new dance floor dynamite and also has his own regular radio show.

All this means his DJ sets are well informed things that explore plenty of musical ground. The mix he serves up for us wastes no time in getting you going: hurried house kicks obscured in coarse claps and lo fi textures sets an abrasive mood which is punctuated with all manner of witchy squeaks and kicks, sirens and rave stabs.

Things then effortlessly flit between serene electro, jumbled broken beats, churchy ambiance, wonky off beat dub and 80s synth wave sounds. Dekmantel Podcast - Sterac Electronics. As any proper techno fan will know, Sterac is an alias of the legendary Dutch man Steve Rachmad and it has been since the 90s.

Over the years, Sterac has been responsible for some classics of the genre including the peerless album Secret Life of Machines , and recently he has been back working under the moniker on labels like Klockworks, Delsin and Mote Evolver. He also records as Sterac Electronics, however, an ever lesser used alias that is more focussed on electro sounds.

This podcast comes from Sterac Electronics in the wake of Dekmantel relaxing a short documentary about Steve, his musical taste, influences and views on DJing, and just ahead of him playing the Selectors stage at the festival later in the year. Starting with some glittery disco, the summery selection then dips its toe into frazzled 80s synths, dancing arps, tooting trumpets and the sweetest of vocal tracks.

The two played a stunning back to back set in the end of May at this year's Lente Kabinet, Dekmantel's sister festival based in the surroundings of Amsterdam. This podcast is a recording of that set as it was played at a lively Red Light Radio stage. Young Marco and Gilb'R pairing up for a great session of playing energetic, unheard gems, seems a very logical thing to do as both men have their roots in record digging and producing out of the ordinary house music.

Dekmantel Podcast - Call Super. As London based Call Super is making his Dekmantel debut this summer, we figured it made sense to ask the man for a Podcast. With Suzi Ecto, his debut album from , he has crafted an unconventional and absorbing record and continued to refine a style of music making that defies worthwhile comparison. Just like this, his Dekmantel Podcast is an engaging adventure into different niches of electronic music supplemented with some worldy tunes.

Dekmantel Podcast - Interstellar Funk. The Netherlands has no shortage of celebrated DJs and producers, but now it is time to shine a light on one that is deserving of a much wider audience. He releases on and works at Rush Hour and has put his textured sounds out on his own Tape Records label - it ranges from slow and absorbing to more urgent and physical, and his DJ sets are just as brave and far reaching. As a former Trouw resident, Interstellar Funk reaches far and wide for the records that make up his DJ sets.

This tight one hour selection proves that as it transitions through cosmic melodic jams to corrugated electro and deep acid house. It makes for a mix that operates in a rich synth galaxy full of space dust and retro-future nostalgia. So, enjoy his absorbing mix and then get ready for his debut track on the Dekmantel label, a contribution to the Patta x Dekmantel compilation.

Dekmantel Podcast - Sassy J. In the week of our annual Dekmantel Festival, Swiss's finest Sassy J starts of the week just how it should. Her versatility and technical skills come together in this mix, like we also witnessed in her Boiler Room performance she did for us in Barcelona. The German producer has amassed a enviably varied discography over the last twenty years. The mix we have from him is a live recording of his set at Lente Kabinet from back in May As such it is a two hour ride through his singular sound that effuses colourful synth lines and kinked drums, at one moment gliding along an airy groove before then sinking down into a gritty and mechanical world of grinding gears and punchy kicks.

Dekmantel Podcast - William Kouam Djoko. Cameroonian father, Ukrainien mother, blessed with an innate swoop of energy and trained as classical, modern, hip-hop and salsa dancer: when analyzing the instaurations of William Kouam Djoko one can only conclude that the Amsterdam based artist is blessed with an enviable framework for a prosperous career in music. In the 30th edition of the Dekmantel Podcast, Djoko demonstrates his versatility and unstoppable love for rhythm with a percussion-soked mix that will shake up your day.

Dekmantel Podcast - Intergalactic Gary. He first started plying his trade on the raw West Coast of the Netherlands back in the early nineties, where he would rock squat parties and amaze club crowds with his widescreen sets. Ever since then he has been a key player in the Dutch scene, is part of cult crew The Parallax Corporation and is never far away from a pirate radio station. As well as this, nowadays he is a regular on the European circuit at places like Panorama Bar and has long been a Dekmantel favourite.

A real mix specialist who has put out countless official compilations over the years, Gary is behind the next podcast, which is a 3,5 hour live recording, for us and it is a typically well formed affair that takes us deep into his world.

With more than a hint of the cosmic atmospheres you would expect of someone called Intergalactic Gary, his selection is a dark, moody one full of broken disco and whacked out electro. Shades of new wave, Italo and synth pop also colour the grooves he lays down, and the cumulative effect is an absorbing, slightly unsettling ride through fierce textures, prickly percussive patterns and otherworld…. Dekmantel Podcast - Four Tet. Whoever you are, and no matter what your musical preference, there is a good chance you have danced to a Kieran Hebden beat before now.

The London man best known as Four Tet has done everything in his career, from glistening indie-licked electronica albums to pumping bass and garage mixes for Fabric via collaborations with Steve Reid and Burial, shows on NTS and plenty of club ready projects on his own Text label.

We have long been a fan, and recently he played for us at Dekmantel Festival. The results were recorded and we present them to you here as our latest podcast. As you would expect, it is hard to put into words what the man aims for, and achieves, across the course of two hours, but suffice it to say it will surely be the most adventurous mix you hear for a while.

From niche Indian music to classic house, dirty STL cuts to synthetic tech and Latin tinged funk, he stitches together a wild ride full of smooth left turns and dazzling curveballs that will make you want to loosen every limb in your body and shake till you drop.

We already have done once back in early August, and now we surely will do again and again and again. Dekmantel Podcast - John Talabot. John Talabot is the acclaimed Spanish DJ and producer who has brought a real sense of melody and occasion to house and techno. He has also put together a stunning DJ Kicks mix and now he has been in the booth again, putting together a typically epic podcast for our on going series.

Across the course of one and a half hours, the Barcelona based Talabot lays out his musical modus operandi in all its glory: serene house riddled with melody, dreamy pads and wavy tones that speak to the soul. With a rather blissed out and dreamy undercurrent, he slowly works through house old and new and keeps a strong, compelling groove present and correct at all times. Officially entitled "Post Summer Melodies" by Talabot, this mix is full of just that, and is sure to keep you warm long after the sun has gone.

Dekmantel Podcast - Traxx. Genre-bending and constantly in a state of trance, Traxx is a unique species in our contemporary world of electronic music. All comes forth out of a endless love for music that catches his ear and instantly sets all motion in his body in progress. Seeing him play a deck-segment for the first time will probably knock you out of your shoes as his intense, expressive way of experiencing the music he plays is unparalleled.

Not only are his performances not to be missed, his contribution to the Jakbeat movement via his Nation imprint amongst other affiliated labels and his own productions and collaborations are on a similar level. In Traxx closed out the smallest stage stage of the first edition of Dekmantel Festival, to prepare the inauguration of a long-standing commitment between Nation and Dekmantel that went into it's third time this year, when Traxx got up on the decks of the Melkweg Club to close out Saturdays Dekmantel by Night.

Nation decided to share with us in this podcast of the recording from that first night in An energy-…. Dekmantel Podcast - Autechre. Very few musical acts achieve the levels of unanimous acclaim of Autechre. The English duo of Rob Brown and Sean Booth are not an act you simply like; they are an act you love, fawn over and dream about.

A key Warp label act from day one, they have released tens of albums, well over a ten EPs and have featured on a dizzying amount of essential compilations, mixes and remixes in that time. Without their contribution to the IDM canon, its fair to say the modern musical landscape would look very different. Rhythmic but experimental, absorbing yet abstract, cerebral and psychedelic, their ever evolving output is up there with the likes of fellow luminaries Boards of Canada and Aphex Twin as some of the most important in all of electronic music.

As well as being fine craftsmen in the studio, Autechre are also revered live performers who really manage to conjure up captivating and otherworldly soundtracks that marry heavy bass with ethereal melody. The pair themselves do not care for genre, but suf…. Dekmantel Podcast - Basic Soul Unit. Hypnotic and deep, but always funky, and very well produced. Enjoy a classic ride trough subtile house, some disco, a couple uptempo tracks and of course some music of the upcoming album.

Dekmantel Podcast - Esa. The mix is an interesting, storytelling affair heading off through some African ambience, playful and melodic house and plenty of other left of centre grooves. It is a mix where each new track sounds wholly different than the last, but with an underlying sense of worldly rhythm the thing that ties it all together.

This, then, is a personal glimpse into he world of Esa and his crew, and one that makes for absorbing listening. JD Twitch is a true musical magpie. Over his long and storied career the Scot has been responsible for seminal Glasgow party Optimo alongside Jonnie Wilkes, has put out post punk compilations, done trance mixes, run various different labels from Autonomous Africa to Optimo Music and is a famously skilled and eclectic DJ who has headlined all over the world.

As such he is a veritable mine of musical knowledge and a real pillar of the underground scene. For his Dekmantel podcast he has delivered us something, as you would expect, rather special. I wanted to do this mix as I was mad about Dutch records back then and I think Holland produced so much amazing music during this period and had a very distinctive, unique sound and perhaps a lot of people tod….

Dekmantel Podcast - Rrose. Rrose—named after Marcel Duchamp's character, Rrose Selavey—is a dark and mysterious figure who makes dark and mysterious music. It comes mainly on his own Eaux label after early forays on the influential Sandwell District, and it combines mean and heavy overtones with more lithe and agile synths work.

This deep, thick and industrially influenced sound carries over in to his live set, and that is exactly what we are serving up for you on our next podcast. This one hour session is an absorbing one that sucks you deep down a blackened rabbit hole. It is one that recreates his show at this year's Dekmantel Festival and across the course of an hour invites your mind to get lost in elongated synth lines that slowly drift about like planets in orbit.

Occasional percussive patterns and crunchy textures get loosely scattered across the airwaves and along the way the brooding clouds break to let in some blissful rays of optimism. There are few who…. Dekmantel Podcast - Fort Romeau. Michael Greene is Fort Romeau, an accomplished producer of smooth and sumptuous, or more groove driven and kraut influenced, house music.

An intriguing producer who is genuinely bringing something new and fresh to the decades old house sound, he is a welcome addition to our series. The mix we have on offer from Fort Romeau is one recorded at a recent gig at Corsica Studios in London that found him playing all night long. It was a real opportunity for the man to go deep, serve up curveballs and indulge many musical passions in one long session. Dekmantel Podcast - Voiski. His techno sound veers from off kilter and odd to more dance floor focussed, and is never short on intrigue.

Characterised by infinitely repetitive loops and acerbic drums, his often analog tracks look to the future for their inspiration and always manage to be cerebral yet hypnotic. The mix he has served up for us is mostly made of old personal classics and or new tracks made by friends. Dekmantel Podcast - DJ Nobu. Drums only appear in the latter half and when they ….

Dekmantel Podcast - Jameszoo. Over the last couple of years, Dutch artist Mitchel van Dinther has slowly but surely been picking up a cult following as Jameszoo. For a taster of what to expect, the Dutchman made a selection of recordings that inspired him in making his first LP. Dekmantel Podcast - ROD. For the last four years it is a moniker that has found the Dutchman exploring supple, fulsome techno sounds with a healthy dose of funk.

His DJ sets are equally aimless affairs, and so it is that we tapped him up for our next podcast. Just over an hour in length, the mix is a serene, tripped out and intergalactic one full of slithering electro lines and dreamy pads. There is a fluidity throughout the first half that comes only after years of practice, and even when things grow more physical and frazzled, acid laced and macho in the latter stages, there is still a great sense of control.

It might be Monday, but sounds like this will surely have you out of your chair in no time. Dekmantel Podcast - Anthony Naples. Frankly, you would expect nothing less from the New York producer, who in just a couple of years has emerged as one of the most exciting artists in modern techno. His sound in the studio is raw and rugged, visceral and honest, melting together ambient and experimental tropes with his four four grooves.

Importantly, his work in the DJ booth is just as idiosyncratic. There are blends and fades, quick mixes and longer transitions and it lends the whole thing a live and authentic, playful, party starting style that is effortlessly enjoyable. Dekmantel Podcast - Huerco S. Arriving as something of a poster boy for the so called outsider house scene that emerged in , Huerco S is Kansas born, Brooklyn based artist Brian Leeds.

His sound is resolutely lo-fi, scuffed up and knackered, as proven by his Colonial Patterns LP on the Software label, which is a modern classic. As a DJ he is no more of a hurry to make an impact. This podcast he has put together is thoroughly absorbing from the off, with cavernous chambers of implicit rhythm, iridescent pads and loosely scattered hits slowly transforming into something resembling a groove.

Later in the two-hours long recording, the mix serves proper house tunes with which Huerco S. Dekmantel Podcast - Suzanne Kraft. Some producers manage to make many different styles of music that tie together through a shared sense of mood.

Suzanne Kraft is one of those. Actually a man named Diego Herrera from Los Angeles, Kraft has excelled at ambient, slow motion house and Balearic drones in recent times. It is subtly propulsive mix that starts sun kissed and horizontal and slowly arouses your senses. Colourful disco, watery synth tracks, groove driven house and the odd Chicago classic all fly by over the course of sixty minutes, and with that we have a perfect peak into the shiny musical world of this real sonic craftsman.

Dekmantel Podcast - Jon K. Jon K was a hidden treasure in the Manchester scene for many years. A DJ with a fine reputation amongst those who had seen him play, he has rightfully risen to prominence in the last couple of years off some key sets and mixes, including his notorious FACT mix of the year Part of his well informed record collection no doubt comes from the fact he has long been involved with the Fat City record store, and he has also had a residency at Hoya: Hoya alongside the likes of Illum Sphere and Lone.

He is someone who always impress no matter what he is playing, and that can be anything from doom to spaced out echo-disco, hip hop to raw Chicago drum tracks. With a widescreen taste and plenty of skills to showcase it in coherent ways, he is real master of his art which is shown in his newest podcast.

Next to that there's a load of forthcoming bits on there as well as a few records I've not played for donkeys years. Dekmantel Podcast - Hieroglyphic Being. A Chicago native who runs the Mathematics label and releases on Rvng Intl, Soul Jazz and Ninja Tune, he is a raw, uncompromising and experimental live act and producer who operates right on the fringes of house, acid and techno.

As such, he very much embodies the contemporary Windy City sound having first been taken under the wing of Adonis way back when. The charismatic Moss has put out music on Creme Organization, Further and Planet Mu, is a notoriously analogue centric artist and releases an awful lot of essential music on a regular basis. And a lot of it is showcased in this podcast, which was a live and fully improvised three hour session recorded on a Friday night at Secret Service on November 20th in Minneapolis.

Ranging from prickly and abstract to melodically inventive, acid laced and dark, it is a truly textural affair that never stops evolving from start to finish. Dekmantel Podcast - Bill Kouligas. It is a place where underground dance, conceptual art and experimental electronic music have been colliding in captivating ways since Although he himself releases infrequently but keep your eyes peeled the label has become a go to outlet for forward thinking sounds that range from jungle to dark ambient thanks to artists like Lee Gamble, African Sciences, Objekt and many more.

The design of each release is done by Bill, who has a background in graphic design, and is what ties the whole ever evolving project together. Expect a podcast consisting of old and current favourites and of course a fair share of unreleased PAN material. Dekmantel Podcast - San Soda. The Belgian is a renowned vinyl hoarder who spends most of the time between gigs in places like Chicago, Shanghai and Sydney digging for new beats.

Those beats can be anything from afro to funk, disco to deep house, and he threads them together with very little reliance on FX and tricks, instead he prises sequencing and selection over all and can ether hypnotise dancers in elongated groves or switch up the mood with every new track. The mix he has put together for us here is over two hours of seriously feel good stuff that will keep the vibe of summer alive all through winter: lots of funky songs, dazzling disco delights and authentic old school jams get stitched together in effortless ways.

Colour and charm, good vibes and unpredictable selection characterise the whole thing and confirm San Soda to be a party starting DJ with slick skills to match his sick selections. Invisible City Editions is a cult reissue label based in Toronto, Canada. Run by Brandon Hocura and Gary Abugan, it puts out long overlooked or lost gems, much needed reissues and rare disco delights that immediately get snapped up by record collectors around the world.

The men behind it are obviously avid diggers themselves, and really know how to pull out amazing records from many different genres. As such they also make for an amazing DJ team who surprise and shock, delight and entertain whenever they play. Despite touching on so many diverse and hard to describe styles and left of centre melodies, it is all expertly tied together and perfectly sequenced so as to make for a truly different and distinctive ride.

Dekmantel Podcast - Cinnaman. We keep it local with our next podcast, a long time Dekmantel friend. Yuri Boselie is an occasional producer of deep and moody sounds but is foremost a DJ extra-ordinaire. He was a resident at the sorely missed Trouw and is the sort of DJ who defies categorisation.

From major festivals to Boiler Room gigs, intimate basements to open air sessions, he knows exactly what to draw for and when to draw for it. House, garage, techno and plenty in between are all fair game for the man who has also collaborated with Tom Trago, and who is responsible for the Beat Dimension compilations that kickstarted the growth of the beats scene in Europe.

The podcast he puts together is 70 minutes of smooth, feel house and playful grooves. There are trips into acid, tracks from yesterday year and pure party vibes all neatly melted together into the sort of bouncy session that is deceptively effortless. Dekmantel Podcast - Greg Beato. The undisputed talent of Miami-based Greg Beato graced its way to two of the most unique souls in electronic music.

Both Ron Morelli L. As a DJ, Beato is spinning into prosperous future as well, playing at the worlds clubs and festivals alike. His Podcast is a live recording from a night in Cologne somewhere late and has the signature Beato vibe all over it. Dekmantel Podcast - Barnt. Mule and Hinge Finger have also come calling for his works, and despite their minimalist approach, they are textured and hypnotic, strange and subversive.

Last year he toured the US for the first time, and he's already a very welcome guest at Europe's forward thinking clubs. So after years of quiet toil, he is now getting the recognition he deserves around the world. The fascinating mix he serves up is suitably spooky and chilling to start, with ambient drones, soft drums and haunting pads all operating on a bleak horizontal plane. Later on some sleek metal grooves and post apocalyptic techno gets you on your toes before everything decays back to a dystopian nothingness.

It makes for quite the trip and offers a snapshot of the sort of thing you can expect from the man when working in either the DJ booth or home studio. Dekmantel Podcast - DJ Stingray. We would like to think we have served up plenty of special treats in our podcast series so far, but this latest one is certainly one that many people will get very excited about.

It is not often that Detroit key-figures step out and offer us a window into their current musical world, but that is what we have here from Sherard Ingram aka DJ Stingray. Shades of Miami bass and ghetto tech also characterise his work on labels like Shipwreck, Bleep43, [NakedLunch] and Unknown to the Unknown, and in he is as busy and prolific as he has ever been. This summer he plays a rather exclusive back to back set with Helena Hauff at our festival in Amsterdam.

The mix he serves up is a great snapshot of what Stingray does - force…. Dekmantel Podcast - Daniel Avery. Mixing dark beats with dense and smoky synth atmospheres as both a DJ and producer, he knows how to cook up a metallic and menacing groove with aplomb. The fabric resident kicks off his mix with some heady drones and deep, spacious grooves that are eerie and unsettling. The next 90 odd minutes sees him blend sublime acid, slithering synths and increasingly minimal techno into a seductive set that is expertly paced and seamlessly mixed.

Perfect for the dead of night in some intimate back room, it shows a heady and atmospheric side to Avery that is truly compelling. Dekmantel Podcast - Lovefingers. As you would expect of someone called Lovefingers, American DJ and producer Andrew Hogge has a very special touch when it comes to making, playing and releasing emotionally involving, blissed out music.

That always comes through in the organic, loved up music he works with, and visual aesthetics always seem just as important to him as musical ones. It is a loose-limbed, love-fuelled and fully horizontal delight made up of underlapping grooves, oriental motifs and gluey pads. The second half touches on more physical drums but also offers up yet more heavenly ambiance, bird song and jumbled percussion that will have you reaching for your shades and dreaming of summer.

Gerd Janson is the influential label boss, journalist, DJ and producer behind the Running Back imprint an doesn't need any introduction nowadays. With a fine ear for unearthing new artists and developing them on his label, Gerd has a very busy schedule and puts out a dizzying amount of music from ambient to disco, house to techno. As a DJ, he has no identifiable style but is a master of many and is someone who can play to just about any crowd and make them move.

As if that wasn't enough, as one half of Tuff City Kids he kicks out the club-ready jams that keep kids dancing. Only active for six years, he has already become a regular on the global circuit and now heads up his own Cold Tonic label as well as hosting an influential show on Rinse FM.

With a great sense of humour that always permeates his music, former Hoya: Hoya resident Krystal Klear has a passion for a wide…. Dekmantel Podcast - Vakula. Vakula is a prolific Ukranian producer, DJ and outspoken artist who very much has his own sound and is a Dekmantel family member for a long time now.

Releasing a vast amount of house and techno that touches on everything from super sweet and deep to melodically off kilter, stripped back and ornate to magically cosmic. Before now the Leleka boss has released a number of conceptually strong LPs and plenty of EPs as well as an album of psychedelic rock and spoken word.

Proof that Vakula does things his own way is this mix released on his birthday which focusses completely on techno. At around two and a half hours, it really allows him to stretch his legs into a weird and spaced out techno world. From Detroit and Millsian to old school and jacking, many different moods and grooves are explored here but never do energy levels dip below full on sweaty.

Dekmantel Podcast - Zaltan. Quentin Vandewalle is probably better known to you as Zaltan. K, Dominique Dumont and Geena. It is the place where horizontal ambient, gently Balearic sounds and nostalgic house all rub up with retro design attached to it. Each EP and LP is a lovingly crafted and memorable affair that will sooth any busy brain or tired soul, and that is the case with his journeying mix for Dekmantel. Over the course of an hour, it will ensure you to forget your woes and drift to a sunnier place before getting down to some dancing action.

Vocal ditties, dusty breakbeats and crunchy DIY beats get blended and fused into a set that is expertly slow to start, then decidedly direct later on. Listen and learn from a master of balancing beats with blissfulness. Dekmantel Podcast - Tony Humphries. With his inimitable take on house and garage, the US-DJ was able to command audiences for hours, taking them up and down, round and round with a dizzyingly eclectic mix of soul, tribal and gospel styles.

Kerri Chandler has said before how much of an influence Tony was on him during those early days in New Jersey, and this August he will offer a very real link to that past with a set at Melkweg under the title 'A Tribute To Zanzibar'. Ahead of that, Tony has served up a ninety minute mix for us that showcases the skills he has been honing for more than 35 years.

It is a party starting selection that touches on every facet of house music in feel good fashion. Quick and slick and always smooth, more than the odd history lesson is included along the way but the results never feel less than timeless. Dekmantel Podcast - Delta Funktionen.

Until he launched his own Radio Matrix label with a clever and conceptual series of EPs in , Delta Funktionen was exclusively tied to Dutch stable Delsin and its sub labels. It is there that he has roamed from techno to electro to dub, and there that he has put out a string of EPs and coherent full length over the last decade. He often marries analogue and digital techniques in his work, takes cues from traditional hotbeds like Detroit and Chicago, but always comes correct with his own unique perspectives.

Across the course of 75 absorbingly sci-fi minutes, the Dutchman cooks up a cinematic ride through deep space atmospherics, electronic funk and slick electro. The latter half grows more disturbed and dystopian, but there is always a very real and metallic aesthetic to the seamlessly segued sounds that ties the whole thing together with real narrative. The Dutchman, who's of course also known as , has been in a musical world of his own ever since he first turned heads with his debut in As of that decade, he has continued to confound expectation and operate away from any prevailing trends, mostly on his own self titled label, but also for other cult outlets like Clone, Trilogy Tapes, and Delsin, where he just dropped his newest release.

Broken and abstract yet absorbing and emotive; his sound is a left-field marriage of techno, bass and electro that has proven impossible to imitate. Over the course of ninety minutes, The Hague man showcases his penchant for kinked grooves and for high pressure drums. He manages to be maximalist and in your face one moment, then subtle and subversive at others. It all creates a rugged, seat-of-your-pants ride that throws up plenty of curveballs along the way.

Dekmantel Podcast - Axel Boman. Working from his hallowed Stockholm bunker with Studio Barnhus label mates Petter Nordqvist and Kornel Kovacs, Swedish art graduate Axel Boman makes music with a rare sense of charm, wit, and humour. In both EP and LP format, he focusses on playful and curious atmospheres, kinked grooves and left of centre sampling. When not making earwormy dance music, in the past he has been found synthesising sound with nuclear physicists as The Radioactive Orchestra and also works on more clubby fair with John Talabot as Talaboman.

His sets, too, are just as joyous and off beat, and are as effective for trippy after hour sessions as they are for peak time parties. The one hour selection the singular selector cooks up here is something of a curveball, full of unexpected twists and turns that showcase a breadth and depth of his influences whilst sounding perfect for Spring time.

It's an effortlessly jaunt through freewheeling melodies, excitable disco groovers and breezy, swinging house all peppered with classics, singalong vocals and feel good gems. Dekmantel Podcast - Kowton. UK DJ and producer Kowton admits that he is obsessed with sound. For the past five years he has been locked away in Bristol with the likes of Peverelist and Asusu working on perfecting the most hi fidelity, highly functional bass and techno that he can.

It has lead him to release on influential labels like Hessle Audio, Livity Sound and Idle Hands, and last month his debut album proved his mission has been worth it: "Utility" features nine tracks of crisp, atmospheric techno that brood with urban menace. Physical, broken and punchy, the beats are designed simply to make you move your body, and they sure do that. The podcast he has served up for us which features a number of unreleased and forthcoming tracks on Ilian Tape, Not So Much and Trilogy Tapes marries that same sense of stripped back functionalism with clean and abstract sound design, heavy bass and high pressure beats.

There is a real sense of late night mischief and subtle rave energy to it that makes the whole thing feel hugely coherent from start to finish. Modern, left of centre and rather UK centric, the Kowton sound sure is serious, but it is also hugely seductive. Dekmantel Podcast - Lena Willikens. Being a long time resident DJ somewhere teaches you the sort of skills that stand you out from the pack.

As well as serving up singular sets there, she is also a key part of the Comeme Records crew with the likes of Barnt. For them she hosts a regular radio show, and for them she has released her brooding, industrially bleak techno sounds. It is one hour of unusual grooves, unsettling atmospheres and metallic textures that are abstract and dehumanised and take you to a raw and visceral place that is hugely intoxicating.

Easily one of the best mixes this year so far in our humble opinion! Dekmantel Podcast - Jamie Tiller. As co-founder of the Music From Memory label, UK born but Berlin based Jamie Tiller has encouraged us all to take time out, go slow and get lost in some essential Balearic, neo-classical and minimalist works by legends old and new. As well as working with celebrated Italian composer Gigi Masin, the label has put out the work of ambient super group Gaussian Curve and Joan Biblioni amongst others.

The next project for these obscure gem lovers is a timely re-issue of UK band The System and as such Tiller and co are doing fine work as historical treasure hunters. Jamie —also part of the Red Light Records team— DJs all round Europe and as such has put together a mix for our series that shows where he is at. It proves him to be a lover of colourful and harmonious melody, of beachy guitar licks and sun kissed sounds that bounce along on a buoyant groove.

Flashes of 80s sass, pumping euro disco and slick, classic sounding house are all part of the most pleasing puzzle. Dekmantel Podcast - Veronica Vasicka. That mine was full of rare, overlooked and forgotten DIY synth records from the 70s and 80s and inspired her to start her own label, Minimal Wave.

Since then it has become an imprint with a very focussed musical and visual identity, has spawned compilations on Peanut Butter Wolf's Stones Throw Records and has made Veronica an in demand DJ all round the world. At those gigs, she offers up a sleek musical vision that is mirrored here in the mix she had done for our on going series. Starting with a poignant monologue about new music, it then drops into a rugged groove that is industrial and machine made, abstract and futuristic.

The ensuing hour touches on the robo-techno of Levon Vincent, terse beats and raved-up electro as well as some colourful and trippy disco. A lot is packed in, but a buffed metal sheen ties the whole thing together and subtly oozes the very essence of Minimal Wave.

Dekmantel Podcast - Illum Sphere. Many people claim to have eclectic tastes, but few carry through on their promises as ably as Illum Sphere. The Manchester man is as likely to drop a hip hop joint as he is freak you out with some wave or dub, make you move your ass with some boogie or pummel you into submission with some techno. He has put out his wares on , Fat City, Young Turks and Tectonic, and is now a regular Ninja Tune artist with a brand new album one the way later this year.

The mix, which is the first after his Fabriclive in November , Illum Sphere serves up is typically atypical. Over the course of eighty minutes he takes you up, down and round and round through a hard to categorise world of sound. Atmosphere and texture are as important as beats and tempos, and it is hard to think of anyone as able to cover as much ground, with as much of a sense of cohesion, as this most fascinat…. Dekmantel Podcast - Marcel Fengler. What stands Marcel Fengler apart, as well as his knack for refined atmosphere, is his widescreen vision: he reaches for records from all across the electronic spectrum and from throughout the ages.

His official mix for Berghain proved that, snaking as it did through a number of different moods and grooves, but all with a sense of cohesion that betrays his many years behind the decks. As a producer, too, he has amassed an assured body of work on Ostgut Ton in both LP and EP format that is fantastically functional.

The mix Fengler has put together for us is a high impact hour of firmly rooted rollers embellished with spooky synths and knotted acid, kinked drum lines and insistent claps. Always on a smooth upward trajectory, it is a mix that you can feel transporting you to another realm and one that manages to balance punishing passages with airier moments of trance inducing atmosphere.

As such it packs a lot in, but never feels rushed, and leaves you desperate for more. Dekmantel Podcast - Kosme. Kosme is a label boss, producer, DJ and promoter who has built his own discerning musical empire in France. A real sense of serenity and space also characterises his work, as it does the mix he has put together for us, which is quite different to many recent offerings in our series.

Atmospheric and sleepy to start with, it soon gets coloured with playful melodies, beautifully synthetic sounds and warm rubbery drums. It is a charming and romantic affair that is lovably naive and innocent in its breezy grooves and sunny moods. Dekmantel Podcast - Peter Van Hoesen. Formally trained on organ, bass and guitar, the Time to Express boss has put out albums of abstract sound design, has composed for contemporary dance, has been a sometime promoter, run various labels and works with Yves De Mey as Sendai.

He also recently stepped up to mint our own new sub label, Dekmantel UFO. On that EP he showed his ability to distil groove and atmosphere into intense soundscapes filled with fascinating details, and it is the same story with the mix he serves up here. Over the course of an hour, Van Hoesen sucks you deep down into his hypnotic sound world, where train track grooves and suspensory pads trap you in the moment.

As things unfold, rays of melodic light, unsettling analogue sounds and broken drums all make for a more unhinged ride that is both seductive yet visceral. It makes for an intense listen that takes you right to the heart of an otherworldly the dance floor in the dead of night, no matter where you listen to it. Dekmantel Podcast - BMG.

Brendan M. Gillen is part of the history of Detroit as much as the acclaimed superstars. Dekmantel Podcast - Legowelt. Danny Wolfers aka Legowelt is irrepressible. That music comes under an intricate web of aliases on labels all over the world , and at Dekmantel we recently signed him up as Occult Orientated Crime, one of his more ambient leaning projects, for the May album Just a Clown on Crack.

It was a dark and abstract affair and in that spirit Legowelt recorded us a podcast of similarly subversive and immersive sounds. Over the course of 80 minutes, the mix has you suspended in outer space as all manner of spaceships and alien life forms drift by your window. Rippling synths and smeared pads, gurgling machines and silky melodies all stretch out into the distance and range from rueful and reflective to rather more meaning later on. It is the perfect soundtrack to sooth busy modern minds.

Dekmantel Podcast - Ron Morelli. Few people have shaken up the dance world as much as Ron Morelli in recent years. With his punk attitude and lo fi aesthetics, his L. Together they have made for an unlikely but influential crew of weirdos whose take on noise is truly singular. The one hour set he has served up for us here is just the same. It is a largely atmospheric affair that marries knackered drums with glassy melodies, deep space energies with an impending sense of apocalyptic doom.

Dekmantel Podcast - Joy Orbison. Joy Orbsion is someone we have a long and fruitful relationship with here at Dekmantel. He is, and always has been, a pure embodiment of UK dance music. His sound is steeped in English musical history often explicitly in the form of sampled monologues but also very much makes a new history of its own. The two hour podcast he has served up here -as a perfect warm up to our festival this weekend- is split into two parts.

A come down, of sorts. Dekmantel Podcast - Tom Trago. It is a wonder it has taken us this long to get Tom Trago involved in our series. The Dutchman has been a pillar of the Amsterdam scene for years, either as a producer for Rush Hour and a veteran of no fewer than three artist albums, or as a resident at places like the sorely missed Trouw.

He also runs his own Voyage Direct label, has worked with everyone form Aardvark to Bok Bok and, of course, played our festival once again this past weekend. His two hour session for us is a perfectly soothing selection to get you back into the groove after a full on weekend at the festival. From horizontal ambient and deeply seductive house, the mix stays pretty spaced out and lazy for the first hour, before more driving drums and pumping chords colour the second half.

Dekmantel Podcast - Space Dimension Controller. His latest album—Orange Melamine on Ninja Tune—is another ode to hazy ambient sounds, cosmic energies and colourful soundscapes which proves that once more. Over the course of three hours here, Hamill really stretches his legs and shows us many different sides. There are, as expected, cosmic and deep space overtones early on, but also a love of playful melodic house, disco jams and party starting anthems also shines through.

This, then, is a shapeshifting selection that twists and turns and keeps you on your toes throughout. Dekmantel Podcast - Lone. UK artist Lone emerged on a wave of rave nostalgia and computer game sound effects back in His earliest albums and EPs were like juicy peaches with reflective and refracted stabs making for succulent party sound tracks. Since then he has emerged with a new direction on each new album, his latest being full of jungle and hardcore tropes that cannot fail to make you move.

As such it is a real treat to have a specially recorded mix from him, and one that gives us a hint at where he is at musically right now. Featuring four brand new Lone cuts as well as unreleased material from Ross From Friends and Gnork, his selections are decidedly deep and seductive with bumpy house and deconstructed grooves the order of the day. Dekmantel Podcast - Stump Valley. Little is known about Stump Valley, but the Italian duo sure did make an impact with their unassuming EPs on Off Minor and Uzuri in the last two years.

Their mix is unhurried and curious, with spacious jazz and churning, Rhodes laden grooves making way for raw broken beats and much more. A very real human heart lurks beneath every track, from the wild melodic cuts to the more hard hitting deep house thudders.

Plotting an unpredictable but inviting arc, our latest podcast is as intriguing as the duo behind it. Dekmantel Podcast - Honey Soundsystem. Honey Soundsystem is an American creative collective that has become hugely influential in the decade since they formed.

As DJs both solo and as a team, the San Fran foursome has more than made its mark with an eclectic sound that draws on the diverse backgrounds of the musicians, performers and designers involved. They also host their own parties—famed for fantastic art installations as well as carefully curated headliners from all across the musical spectrum—and run plenty of labels between them, including HNYTRX and most famously Dark Entries, which has poured many attention on Patrick Cowley with a series of resurrected releases.

Very much setting their own agenda, then, the group does just the same with their two hour mix for us. It is a fresh offering that rolls through a bouncing selection of well polished house and techno. Clean and tinged with a stylish sense of retro-futurism throughout, there are nods to darker synth wave sounds and colourful disco vibes that will keep you coming back for more.

Dekmantel Podcast - Florian Kupfer. Whether mechanical and menacing or sombre and heartbreaking, his grainy grooves always manage to cast a spell on the dance floor. The mix he serves up here makes scant use of drums, especially early on where lingering piano solos, looming ambience and foreboding acoustic guitars add up to something incredibly powerful despite being so sparse. Grinding drums and malfunctioning synths eventually take over and work to soundtrack a desolate industrial space where all traces of humanity have long gone.

Dekmantel Podcast - Simoncino. Simoncino is a life long student of classicist house and techno. Having soaked up all Chicago and Detroit has to offer for as long as he can remember, Simone Vescovo fomented his own style that draws on the past but looks to his own life for emotional inspiration. Always made with an authentic selection of original hardware such as vintage synths and analog drum machines, his frayed and nostalgic sounds have come on L.

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