Released Nov 2024

I’d call this sleek, menacing disco a vice-tight weapon that coils around the floor and refuses to relent.

My kind of melodic deep-house pressure: classy, relentless, and built for peak-time floors.

Relentless 143 BPM hypnosis in 5A, built for the moment when the club’s last survivors refuse to leave the floor.

A tenacious 128-BPM hypnosis session that weaponises tension and releases it into the strobe-lit ether.

Sub-bass architecture and corrosive grime textures make this a lethal, late-night weapon.

Live percussion and synthetic grit collide at 120 BPM, forging a humid, after-midnight groove that breathes like a session rather than a sequence.

I'd weave this 130 BPM spell where hypnotic depth and crystalline design meet proper low-end gravity.

I let this relentless 133bpm Up The Stuss hypnosis grip the floor in late-night lock.

Bellamy's tactile jazz-electronic haze meets raw house at 71 BPM, forging afterhours armour for the body.

Kai Alcé delivers 125-bpm hypnosis on Wolf Music, all pressure and no release.

A bruising 125-BPM payload that turns the booth into a pressure cooker, all piston-pump drums and no mercy.

A slow-motion exhale for the club's quiet corners, where sixty-one BPM becomes a breathing exercise in texture and restraint.

Spoken-word drift at seventy bpm, wrapped in organic texture and near-silent energy; the room holds its breath.

Warm, motorik deep-house hypnosis riding a 207 BPM pulse straight into the after-hours haze.

Max Cooper stitches fractal detail into a 122-BPM hypnosis that burns brighter than your typical deep house excursion.

Rugged analogue machines snarl at 128 BPM, spitting out raw voltage built purely for the floor.

Pulsinger shapes a pressurised 120 BPM vessel where deep house warmth and dub menace collide beneath the 9A lights.

Tom VR twists Salamanda's source into a sleek, 125-BPM roller that balances Wisdom Teeth's cerebral edge with pure dancefloor voltage.

Relentless 140-BPM hypnosis that turns the room into a sweat-drenched pressure cooker; pure, uncut Tresor ferocity.

Ninja Tune deep house that trades peak-time bombast for 120 BPM introspection in 9B, all feeling and floor-craft.

Subterranean dub pressure at 125: Elliott twists Dettmann's basement into a deep, cavernous weapon for the dead hours.

A psychedelic 128 BPM juggernaut that channels after-hours delirium into pure, tainted dancefloor sweat.

A relentless 128 BPM charge through electro-tinged techno corridors, built for peak-time sweat and strobe-lit abandon.

A main-stage missile dressed in melodic techno finery, built to convert the uninitiated without sacrificing peak-time punch.