Kidnap Kid -Birds that fly


Sheffield’s Matt Relton (Kidnap Kid) is a stalwart on the London Club scene. I suppose I better call him ‘Kidnap’, now since he has changed his name and all that jazz, but how and ever. ‘Birds that Fly’ is such a relaxing production from Relton and has been on our playlists for a good long while. It’s a tune for a cold winter evening as you shuffle home in the rat race at rush hour observing the thousands that pass you by in the melee. The synth keys are mesmerizing, Enjoy. Flake.

Alela Diane -The Pirate’s gospel


Nevada City, California is the origin of this wonderful singer-songwriter. She bears a stark resemblance to Lisa Hannigan in terms of her looks and sings like a god too. ‘The Pirate’s Gospel’ is a really catchy little jingle, the harmonies remind me of Irish band ‘Ham Sandwich’, with the male bass vocal complimenting her voice perfectly. This is the perfect uplifting folk song to listen to in the morning to perk you up for a days slog. This is the Gospel according to ‘Diane’. This slipped through the net 10 years ago. Listen.



Throwback : Arctic Monkeys – My Propeller


A little reminiscing here taken from The Arctic Monkey’s 2009 third studio album ‘Humbug’. The opening track ‘My Propeller’ is the tune in focus, and what a tune it was. After the success of their opening two albums it was difficult to see how the band could keep the Sound fresh. ‘My propeller’ opened Humbug and blew me away at the time. Such a mellow, chilled and calculated song, no big crescendos or complications, just a stellar track. Heard it recently and just figured I’d shtick it up here, since they have a new album about.


Syl Johnson – Is it because I’m Black ( David August Live)

Sitting in the midst of David August wonderful improvised Berlin ‘Boiler Room’ set in 2014, is this absolute rocket of an adaptation of Syl Johnson. Music purists would argue that the original can’t be touched, that it’s a catastrophe, a musical crime etc.. I cannot disagree more. This jam from August was done live and was never even released. The beauty of modern internet is that most sets are recorded, thus we are treated to finding every tune we hear live from a rip from a YouTube fan.


August settled nicely alongside ‘Nicolas Jaar’ at the top end of chilled experimental house music since he burst on the boiler room scene, like Jaar he steered onto other projects since to ‘find his roots’, as he puts it. I took in a WHP Manchester gig two years ago headlined by Jaar and was bitterly disappointed by his new ultra bizarre routine. We head to David August tomorrow night in Paradiso, Amsterdam in the hope that he maintains performing classics like this tune and doesn’t simply make rhythmless noisescapes like Jaar did two years ago. I’m definitely too harsh with my Nicolas Jaar comparison here, but we will see tomorrow night.