Review: Consummate sportsman Mozey kicks down the doors of Souped Up HQ and cries 'new balls please' as loudly and threateningly as he can while brandishing a broken tennis racket... And who are we to argue? He's rolling with the likes of Rusko and Killa P and his tunes are such high calibre they could win an open without even playing a match. Highlights include the twisted dancehall and high frequencies of 'Hands In The Air' and the dreamy-but-deadly charms of 'Disco'. You cannot be serious.
Review: Rusko gets his gaf on the wob AND tells us to pipe down in the process... This is life in late-stage capitalist 2021 - strange, off-kilter and straight-for-the-jugular. 'Shut Ya Mouth' takes the lead with some expertly controlled wobbles and an unrelenting break, 'Real Badman' strips back the drums and brings in a little Clipz style gruffness to the bass tones while 'Your Time's Up' carries a whole sledge of old movie samples and bassline so low-slung it's enough to scuff knuckles at 50 paces. Speak now or forever shut it.
Review: Some tasty, extra special treat this week from the likes of Caspa and Rusko - anthem alert, right here! There is no point introducing these two, given their invaluable contribution to the dubstep scene since its early days, but what we should say is that it feels like a special surprise to have them together again, ripping bars to pieces like they used to back in the day. "Riddem Again" is a fast, aggressive bass stepper that sound more like a grime offshoot than it does dubstep, and "Whiplash" carries the same sort of hybrid framework, except here the groove is comparatively more broken and guided by a swagger-ready injection of gunshot lyrics. "Cup Of Peace" sounds like an ode to the duo's dub/reggae roots, a slow, drunken kind of tune that sways from left to right with that inimitable Jamaican haze that has characterised much of the dubstep sound over the years. They're back and in business.
Review: Come backs don't come any better than Caspa & Rusko's reunion. Since re-colliding last Autumn the pair have done nothing but drip feed us vibes. Not formulas, no expectations, just ace tracks that are made with such a buzz it's tangible the moment you press play. Having slapped us with authentic dub, grime and badboy 808 business the two titans lick up a breakbeat and massage us with tapepack vibes. If you haven't invested in white glove, whistle or horn shares by the end of the track you should probably seek help. Massive.
Review: No other label can rep dubstep like Tempa. Many would argue it was the first label to truly herald and nourish the sound. Here they explore their vaults and dust off some of the most genre-defining, idiosyncratic tracks that have helped shape the phenomenon we know today. From SPMC's paranoid murker from 2008 "Trust Nobody" to a whole series of Skream sessions such as "WTF", "Wibbler" and "Vacillate", the collection is a reminder of how influential Tempa has been, how talented their roster has always been and, most importantly, how slamming and stimulating dubstep can be when nourished and developed by the right label. Recognise.
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