Well-crafted, feeling variations of bass, UK garage and house, drum and bass and the rest.

We love this film. Warmly recommended.

Ace dubwise techno.

Fifty-six fearless forays deep into the consecrated crates.
ALC does what he does best, with Roc Marciano rocking the pulpit; Budgie wheels back to the UK scene, dazzlingly rallying Knucks, Novelist, JayaHadADream, Joe James, Ragz Originale, Natanya, Qendresa, and full crew.
The CD version is resplendently dressed like a Bible, with foil debossing, the full monty. The cassette artwork debuts Gospexploitation. Lovely stuff. Click through for more images.

End of days rations. Meekly wait and murmur not and ye shall miss it, and there shall be a gnashing of teeth.

The sublime 2001 swansong of James Stinson, of Drexciya. ‘By turns luminous and melancholic, low-key and sensuous, wry and soulful’ (Pitchfork).

Sam Kidel from Young Echo opens proceedings with a beautifully rolling, pastoral re-arrangement of the melodies of South East Of The Mountain, keeping a watchful eye on the original, dread b-line. Then some chilled ragga from O$VMV$M, versioning Skeletal. Finally Helm takes the helm, with a startling re-animation of Bloom, brilliantly tipping the registers of Music For Airports on their side.