Released Apr 2021

A hundred-BPM leftfield cruiser that trades velocity for visceral atmosphere and melodic weight.

Sleek, leftfield techno at 128 BPM that coils tight in the darkness before unleashing peak-time pressure.

A lush, 95-BPM drift through midnight textures that favours emotional comfort over dancefloor confrontation.

Warm, driving organic downtempo that carries the weight of 3 a.m. without ever rushing the tempo.

A 133-BPM UKG sidewinder I’d slam into peak time, all metallic bounce and warehouse elation.

Hypnotic, late-night abstraction that trades peak-time bombast for a locked, smoky 125 bpm drift.

A sleek, breakbeat-driven missile polished for peak-time floors, marrying nostalgic velocity to razor-sharp club utility.

Clara La San’s vocal floats over a 128 BPM chassis, channelling trance euphoria into a sleek, peak-time weapon that never sacrifices taste for impact.

I'd drop this 120 BPM 7B juggernaut when the floor needs underground discipline.

I keep this locked for the after-hours bleed—dreamy Chicago house at 125 bpm that trades brute force for pure floor emotion.

A slow-burning, leftfield deep house cut that trades peak-time urgency for warm, emotive after-hours hypnosis.

A near-static plunge into sub-bass darkness where sixty-five bpm feels like a heartbeat heard through a wall.

A ponderous C minor dirge at sixty BPM, pressing dub-heavy weight into the club's bleakest, most hypnotic hour.

Skidmore’s abstract haunt floats above 150 BPM of near-silence, turning the club into a leftfield confessional.

Modern Love’s pedigree manifests as a 120-BPM pressure cooker of dub-minimal tension and 5A dread.

This is a 133-BPM panic attack wrapped in dubby concrete, and I would play it with zero mercy.

Relentless 125-BPM pressure soldered to a vocal that bleeds soul; Planet E pedigree for the peak-time floor, minus the pop-house platitudes.

I’d slam this straight into peak-time rotation: 133-BPM breaks welded to Exo’s forward-thinking hypnosis.

Razor-wire electro at 130bpm that coils through the room with futuristic precision and underground menace.

Stripped back to a lean, hypnotic 125-BPM groove that smoulders rather than shouts, this is minimal house with actual muscle.

Anz twists grime into a 136 BPM hypnosis that demands movement without mercy.

A masterclass in restrained euphoria, pairing 120 BPM discipline with soulful keys that only K7's curatorial eye could properly frame.

A full-tilt 120-BPM vocal excursion from Jimpster and Medina that weds deep-house elegance to unrelenting peak-time pressure.

A jazzy, 120-BPM pilgrimage through minor-key dusk, built for the thinning hours when the floor needs propulsion, not lullabies.