Review: No pain, no gain. "No Hurt", no shirt. That's how the saying goes and that's how a lot of people will feel when this cut from the currently unavoidable rising artist AC13. Somehow stripped back but laced with so many differently elements (minimal tech, rave stabs, jumpy bass, a honeyed vocal) this will have folk waving their tops around like helicopters. "Through The Woods" contains the same elements but this time the bass is so ice cold y'all better keep you upper clothing on. You can do what you like with your lower clothing, we're not your parents.
Review: Benny Page is a legend in the scene, and for this single he'd been joined by another legend: MC $pyda, who you'll probably know for his vocals on Pendulum's 'Tarantula'. This track is similar in a few respects: funky vibes, a big old rolling bassline and $pyda's vocals floating just above, with wicked effect. This is one of those arms-in-the-air tunes that taps into the history of reggae influence and sampling in the scene, its reminiscent of the recent Chase & Status stuff and it's definitely a style everyone can get behind. Shoutout to Page and $pyda for this one!
Review: Jappa is in this game to do serious damage to the eardrums of those who listen and this single seems like it was made with that objective in mind. The first tune, 'Keep On Movin' is clean and sparse in the drums which lends extra clarity to the bassline, an elongated expression of moodiness with a quality injection of additional bounce. 'Back To Life' strikes a similar chord but does so with more vigour, a haunting sample fills up the highs whilst a driving back end pushes the track forwards with pace and momentum. Big EP.
Review: We love a good steppy drum break, there's something about the groove which speaks to the soul in a unique way and this release, courtesy of Magenta, kicks off with a great one in the form of 'Cold Blood', a roughshod, powerful piece of percussive work that underpins a starkly other-wordly bassline, one reminiscent of Souped Up stabs. The flipside is similar and is a tad more rolling, but still maintains that clarity of force so present in BassLayerz's offerings.
Review: What happens when you get the iconic broadsword vocals from MC Spyda, the cricket bat-buckling riffage of man-of-the-mo Serum and a little love for the sticky-icky? This, basically. Hookier than a fisherman's convention, vibier than a whole cinema of massaging chairs, warmer than a picnic in the oven at gas mark six, this is guaranteed to get all the G-man and G-women singing along in harmony. The first track from BassLayerz' brand new imprint, this is the way you launch a new label!
