None other than Blawan on his lonesome ownsome — after collaborations with Pariah as Karenn, and Surgeon as Trade — returning to the blood-drenched scene of his heinous Why They Hide Their Bodies.
New name, new sound; heavier and slower than his Ternesc output. The title track is the banger. Acid techno — deliberate, widescreen and ominous.

Beau Wanzer + Rezzett = maximum worries squared. Five frazzlers for all us nutters in the dance. Borez they izn’t.

Mostly from two cassettes, Douce Torture and Aut Aut, each limited to twenty-five copies, originally self-released in the early 2000s by Vincent E.F. from Turin. ‘A mixture of hardware electronics, guitar and musique concrete-style sampling techniques, recorded on everything from minidisc to VHS tape. With its roots in vintage dub, Krautrock and Italo-Industrial artists like Maurizio Bianchi and Mauthausen Orchestra… and yet strikingly original.’

Beautifully constructed Japanese sleeves, letterpress-printed with fluorescent ink; stickered centre-label; riso insert.

Text-book BH GBH. A charged, densely rhythmic, super-ominous re-deployment of classic 80s sci-fi noir, shot through with spaced-out effects. Ekman in his best Robert Armanis on the flip.

Classic soul sides rewound as state-of-the-art dance music: brilliant, epic house; hard-funk breakbeat.

With two exclusives from her bad self, and a discriminating house selection all round.