• Vex'd Cloud Seed

    Vex'd - Cloud Seed

    Reviewed by Tal Rosenberg Source: (Pitchfork)

    <b> Vex'd </b> - Cloud Seed

    Cloud Seed mostly comprises tracks the duo of Jamie Teasdale and Roly Porter recorded nearly four years ago-- and it sounds like it. If Teasdale's incarnation as either Jamie Vex'd or Kuedo indicates dubstep's present fixation on lush, sparkly textures, then the tracks on Cloud Seed represent the genre's more aggressive and haunting beginnings. One could place Kuedo's cuts in someone's hotboxed car or at the warm-up stage of a DJ set. The

  • Dj Nate - Hatas Our Motivation

    DJ Nate - Hatas Our Motivation

    Reviewed by Unknown Source: (Boomkat)

    <b> DJ Nate </b> - Hatas Our Motivation

    Without a doubt, DJ Nate's 'Hatas Our Motivation' is one of the most beguiling, vital releases of the year. Nate is a 20 year old producer from Chicago and pioneer of the Footwork sub-strand of Juke, the Booty derivative descended from DJ's Funk, Rashad, Spinn and more. Even inside Chicago itself, Footwork is a niche concern, reserved for frenetic dance battles between rival crews performing a style somewhere between Jazz Dance and Breakdancing. Quite

  • ITAL TEK: Midnight Colour (Planet Mu)

    Ital Tek - Midnight Colour

    Reviewed by themilkman Source: (The Milk Factory)

    <b> Ital Tek </b> - Midnight Colour

    Dubstep and garage may have originated from London, but both genres have long since expended outside the boundaries of the British capital to be re-interpreted by music producers across the land and beyond. One such artist is Brighton-based Alan Myson, who, under the Ital Tek banner, has been refining a particular form of dubstep through various EPs and a debut album, Cyclical, released primarily on Planet Mu.

    Two years on from Cyclical,

  • Oriol Night & Day

    Oriol - Night And Day

    Reviewed by Rory Gibb Source: (Drowned in Sound)

    <b> Oriol </b> - Night And Day

    Nostalgia’s never had any shortage of critical currency, especially in the world of pop music. I mean, you’ve only got a take a cursory glance at the acts that regularly blaze to the top of the charts to see the past in full force. It’s a process of renewal, as each successive generation of musicians manages to handily forget (or perhaps repress) the memory of quite how uncool their influences used to be. And so the cycle of kitsch continues.