Mils
Papyo Mur / Ile Grande

Great garage stomper!

All Tits are Real, All Money is Fake, All Hail Satan is the first EP from newcomer peachlyfe. It contains three fast-paced trance inspired bangers and one ballade to make you come down afterward.All Tits are Real, All Money is Fake, All Hail Satan moves between depictions of loneliness within communities and suggestions for resistance strategies. The piece is created based on a feeling of necessity, that has occurred parallel with peachlyfe's gender liberation process. In the LP and the zine peachlyfe reflects on how humans can be a part of communities without being disciplined by norms and unrealistic expectations. Through the album, peachlyfe depicts the queer reality they live in and for once put the heterosexual reality, that the western society is permeated by, secondly.

This abstract glitch album actually contains some funk and dub. Don't underestimate it.

1 2 3 it´s the D and the B

Madrid's Roll Dann keeps up the high quality of his first few releases with a new EP on his Opera 2000 label that offers four fine cuts.Roll Dann has already impressed with outings on Modularz, Soma and PoleGroup. It is the direct nature of his floor facing techno that appeals, and it comes infused with the inspirations he has picked up from a stint living in Berlin, as well as with the legacy of his teenage love of hardtechno-schranz. The start of Roll Dann & _asstnt's Opera 2000 marks a shift Roll Dann's creative direction where he focuses on an aggressive yet beautifully emotive style which is displayed wonderfully in his first solo release on the imprint entitled "Oppression Dance".Big opener "When The Hate Goes Away" is a frazzled, over driven techno monster with slamming kick drums and fizzing synths that will rewire any dance floor. The brilliant "Break The Dance" then hammers you over the head with its brutal drums and big synth walls, but a more thoughtful pad also smears over the groove to bring some tenderness. "Oppression" is quick and slick, with a kinetic sense of techno funk getting you on your toes. Last of all "The Club" is another winner, this time with its eerie pads, acerbic textures and rusty hits all racing along on powerful drum programming as a distorted voice is trapped in its midst.

Super leftfield uplifting but downtempo house cuts. You get it? 🧐