Released May 2011

A 125-BPM dubby transmission that proves minimal techno can still breathe and swagger in the deep end.

A masterclass in melodic tension where off-kilter rhythms and raw feeling collide on the floor.

A 113bpm leftfield bruiser with Ed Banger weight and a vaporwave underbelly.

I keep this 128 BPM blizzard in F# minor ready for when the floor demands absolute tension.

In my booth, this is a clenched fist: 125 BPM of shadow-slicked melancholia that turns the room into a pressure cooker.

Larry Heard paints midnight in deep indigo, a 120-BPM reverie where every pad breathes smoke and soul.

A bruising 136bpm peak-time cut in 4A that favours steely, high-energy confrontation over after-hours dub immersion.

At a hundred and three, this is deep hypnosis dragged through industrial sludge—raw, heavy, and unmissable.

A heavy, pressurised descent into dub-techno darkness that grips the floor without ever rushing its stride.

Ninety-BPM dread pressed into diamond-hard experimental electronics; a claustrophobic after-hours weapon that refuses to loosen its grip.

A warm, melodic deep house cruiser that wears its Stil Vor Talent pedigree on its sleeve, building an emotional peak-time glow from 118 BPM fundamentals.

Moodymann drapes Wilhite's skeleton in smoked velvet, a 122 BPM elegy for the floor's faithful.

I’d slot this 122-BPM Telrae weapon in key 5A straight into peak-time: suffocating dub techno depth with real menace.

Jones strips the original to a skeletal 125 bpm march, letting that vocal hook circle like a vulture over a bassline that broods rather than breaks.