The chart · Mon, 28 Sep 2026
What ranked that day — the Ninja's blend, archived as it stood.
top 100 of 588 ranked · today's chart
House monopolises the charts, claiming sixteen of twenty slots with only Mau P's bassline and a pair of techno entries cracking the monopoly. Cloonee charts twice, once with Yandel and again with Sybil and Prospa, while tszr lands three releases in the frame. The crowd is spot-on letting Bipolar Sunshine rule, yet Mau P's "Just A Little Bit More" at four feels undervalued when every other entry worships the same four-four pulse.
The chart that day
A vocal hook sharp enough to cut glass, flung across a 125bpm melodic house chassis with relentless, room-filling energy.
A maximalist vocal house missile built for peak-time abandon, where the hook grips the room and refuses to let go.
I keep this major-label latin-tech juggernaut locked for its festival-sized vocal and 128 BPM convert-bait precision.
Unapologetic daytime elation at 133 BPM: a vocal hook sharp enough to cut the biggest rig.
A peak-time missile built on a 125 BPM chassis that demands hands-up compliance and never lets the floor exhale.
A sleek, Ibiza-primed weapon that trades dark-room tension for sun-drenched groove without sacrificing punch.
Relentless 128-bpm house with a vocal hook that digs in deep—tension dialled to nine and polished for the main room.
A breezy, high-energy vocal house cut that beams with 130 BPM optimism and zero pretension.
A relentless 128 BPM charge through 10A tension, marrying CircoLoco pedigree with a warehouse-sized hook that demands peak-time surrender.
A 136 BPM peak-time bomb where a massive vocal hook hijacks the room.
A polished 128 BPM deep house cruiser that trades risk for reliability, perfect for sun-drenched festival slots where energy matters more than edge.
Festival-weight tech house at 130 BPM that commands the floor without pretending to reinvent the wheel.
Sarah De Warren’s vocal soars over a 130 BPM chassis, turning peak-time aggression into something almost anthemic without sacrificing floor weight.
Anthemic melodic house that turns 125 BPM efficiency into a widescreen, peak-time rush.
A muscular 128 BPM house roller that does exactly what it says on the tin: moves bodies.
A propulsive 133-BPM speed-garage weapon that sacrifices subtlety for sheer, unrelenting dancefloor velocity.
A sleek, high-pressure rework that turns the floor into a piston chamber at one-twenty-five.
A tidy 120 BPM bridge tool with enough Afro-tinged momentum to keep the floor breathing between peak-time assaults.
Rides a 130 BPM wave of speed-garage nostalgia with enough horsepower to fill a daytime floor without rewriting the rave playbook.
Jaquet reroutes a familiar ghost through Afro-house percussion and peak-time prog pressure, locking the floor at 122.
Accessible tech trance with a funked-up backbone, built for daytime primetime and mainstage momentum.
A polished 128 BPM main-stage cruiser that trades underground grit for festival-ready gloss, delivering exactly the hands-in-the-air euphoria the room expects.
I’d slam this 125 BPM bruiser at peak time; ten-out-of-ten energy meets deep minimal discipline to turn the floor into a gleaming sweatbox.
Warm melodic prog that rides a 122-BPM pulse straight into the emotive end of the night.
Stadium-sized progressive warmth at 120 BPM, stitching minor-key longing to a high-energy groove made for sunlit floors.
I keep returning to this 130 BPM chassis where Cari Golden's vocal turns accessible house into a hands-in-the-air sermon bigger than the booth.
I'd call this a stripped-back, vocal-led juggernaut that proves how lethal minimalism can feel at full tilt.
I’d air this at 122bpm where its Kompakt melodies hover, all minor-key atmosphere and tasteful, driven restraint.
A major-label vocal thumper that trades subtlety for sheer dancefloor utility; the hook lands, but expect déjà vu.
A 122 BPM G minor house cut that weaponises its vocal hook into pure peak-time serotonin; built for hands-up moments and reckless grins.
A sleek 128 BPM roller that weaponises a recognisable vocal into peak-time ammunition, built for main-room pressure.
A 125-bpm freight train of polished pop-house that sacrifices subtlety for sheer, unrelenting dancefloor saturation.
Wu-Tang's grit meets peak-time steel at 130bpm, a collision of legacy and laser-focused club weight that demands the main room.
Key 2A tension meets a UK garage gallop at 136 BPM, built to convert the uninitiated.
A blazing 125 BPM house weapon that channels raw vocal energy into an irresistible daytime floor-filler.
A festival-ready weapon that weaponises its own cheeriness; the hook hits like serotonin in 130-BPM lockstep.
A 130-BPM speed-garage juggernaut that bruises the subs, though its absent vocal hook keeps it just shy of crossover appeal.
A hypnotic 115-BPM slow-burner that trades velocity for high-voltage texture and after-hours shadow.
Nine-out-of-ten melodic prog finery built for daylight floors where emotion and momentum collide.
Relentless 122 BPM deep house pressure built for the floor, but the absence of a vocal keeps it firmly insider territory.
I'd drop this 130 BPM main-stage missile when the tent needs hands-in-the-air abandon, though its 11A chassis feels factory-fresh rather than future-shocked.
Ibiza-ready melodic tech-house with a sleek 125 BPM stride and enough daytime energy to move a terrace without breaking a sweat.
A chunky, rolling 128-bpm house cut built for peak-time floors and effortless crowd connection.
Warm, driving progressive house at 122 BPM that channels open-air euphoria without drowning in sentiment.
A 133bpm Drumcode overhaul that weaponises the original anthem into a mainstage juggernaut.
I reach for this 130 BPM A-flat minor roller whenever the floor needs a melodic breather without losing peak-time momentum.
Sleek, main-stage tech trance built for arms-up moments and closing-set euphoria.
Bedford’s vocal still soars, yet the 146 BPM pulse now breathes through ambient fog, trading club euphoria for patient, after-hours reverie.
Vocal house at festival scale that somehow keeps its dignity, marrying big-room thrust to a surprisingly refined pulse.
Relentless 143 BPM hypnosis from Mutual Rytm that turns the booth into a pressure chamber.
A slow-motion pressure cooker from Kindisch that weaponises 107 BPM into something far heavier than the tempo implies.
I’d call this a driving, melodic weapon at one-two-five that burns with peak-time urgency and an Ibiza-sized hook.
That vocal hook sinks into a driving 128-BPM groove, turning any tent into a daytime communion.
Widescreen after-hours prog that swaps peak-time bombast for hooky, atmospheric tension at a relentless 125bpm.
A 130 BPM vocal grenade polished for peak-time abandon; unsubtle, undeniable, and ruthlessly effective.
A lethal 128 BPM house cut that weaponises its Latin vocal into peak-time, lights-out hypnosis.
High-gloss progressive house built for sunlit terraces, marrying organic warmth to relentless 125 BPM forward motion.
Mainstream electro house with a festival-sized hook and enough 11A drive to command a midday floor.
A slow-burning, high-voltage deep house cut that drags the dancefloor into a hypnotic 113-BPM twilight.
Organic downtempo that murmurs rather than ignites, best served when the floor is thinning and the lights come up.
Speed garage chassis welded to a tech-house engine, cruising at 133 BPM with enough daylight polish to blur mainstream and basement.
A 128 BPM instrumental juggernaut I can ride from deep hypnosis into peak-time abandon.
I’d call this a serotonin-soaked vocal roller: sleek D-minor tech house at 125 that makes accessibility feel like a feature.
Big-room pop-house with a vocal hook sticky enough to turn first-timers into 125 BPM converts.
A vocal bass loop locked into 130 BPM minimal pressure, purpose-built for sunlit floors and early-hour swagger.
A relentless 130-BPM peak-time weapon where a razor-sharp vocal rides a ten-out-of-ten energy surge.
Super Flu reshape Clark's voice into a propulsive, hook-laden missile aimed squarely at golden-hour peak time.
A festival-sized payload delivered at 143 BPM with the subtlety of a siren, engineered for hands-up hysteria under strobes.
My kind of 140bpm depth charge in 1A: Mutual Rytm’s pressurised, peak-time darkness made physical.
I’d bet the floor on this vocal hook: a 125 BPM progressive juggernaut that turns reciprocity into pure motion.
I’d ride this 125 bpm E minor bullet deep into the morning: stripped-back Solid Grooves pressure, a vocal that demands total surrender.
A 128 BPM peak-time battering ram with a vocal hook big enough to drag first-timers straight onto the floor.
Breaks-driven melodrama at house velocity, polished enough for daylight but fierce enough to command a floor.
I’d ride this 133-BPM roller all night: Eastenderz minimalism distilled into pure, after-hours forward motion.
Tribal percussion and a searching vocal collide at 128 BPM, channelling relentless energy into credible daytime territory.