Released Feb 2022

Industrial techno at 146 BPM that drags the room through a meat grinder and still demands you move.

A 128-BPM exercise in restraint, where E♭ minor gloom and tactile sound design haunt the room rather than fill it.

I’d drop this seventy-three BPM D-minor haze when the dancefloor needs to dissolve into pure, weightless hypnosis.

At fifty-seven BPM, it weaponises stillness—Modern Love darkness engineered for the witching hour.

Debit drags the tempo to sixty-six BPM and turns the floor into a slow-burning, hypnotic séance.

A plush 128bpm after-hours cruiser from Los Hermanos that trades peak-time bombast for deep-house pedigree.

I would drop this when the room needs a slow-motion exorcism: sixty-seven BPM of suffocating, high-tension dread.

Two underground architects weld garage ghosts to a deep-house frame that breathes with sub-bass intent.

A masterclass in controlled midnight tension: swung 118-BPM rhythms and glowing 10B warmth that turns basements into hallowed haunts.

At 140 BPM, the low-end rumbles with a taut, late-night menace that favours muscle over melody.

Restless organic textures and a 103 bpm pulse designed for the after-hours comedown that never quite arrives.

A 125-BPM hypnosis engine that strips minimal techno to its most compulsive, room-filling skeleton.

I’d call this 130 BPM cut a dubby, high-energy chokehold of raw breaks and bassweight built for the basement.

Priori smothers a 128-BPM grid in dub pressure, turning maximum energy into claustrophobic, leftfield movement.

Dub-weighted 140 BPM breaks that glide with hypnotic patience, locking the floor without ever breaking a sweat.

Chaos In The CBD slow the pulse to 113 but keep the pressure at maximum, forging a deep house weapon that breathes like a bellows.

Taut, muscular breakbeats at 136 BPM that prize impact over nostalgia, carving out peak-time space with clinical precision.

Sherry S crafts a lean 136 BPM roller in bright major key, letting the grime skeleton breathe with a cooler, room-filling lilt.

Relentless leftfield house pressure at 130 BPM, built for peak-room abandon and strobe-lit chaos.

A ghost of rhythm at 65 BPM, this AD 93 cut trades kinetic force for hypnotic stillness and a heavy, melancholic atmosphere.

I’d call this a glacial G minor meditation where brittle textures and a haunting melody replace dancefloor pressure with pure emotional architecture.