Among the most enigmatic, beguiling producers of recent years, Tribe Of Colin blesses Honest Jon’s with a brilliant LP suite of acidic steppers and hieroglyphic, rhythmelodic riddles comparable to everything from early Shackleton or Hype Williams to Theo Parrish and Alan Lomax recordings
Hustling 9 original tracks of amorphous, rugged dub and astral synths, ‘Age of Aquarius’ arrives in the murky but iridescent wake of Colin’s tape for John T. Gast’s 5GT, a self-issued CD + 12” on Tniegebrohood, and an outstanding slab of rollicking soundsystem pressure in 2018, to certify what his cult coven of disciples already knew; this guy is making some of the baddest, tracky dub weight out there right now.
Reeling from 10 minute acid-dub steppers styles in ‘Creator God’ to scratchy but lush synth-soul expression in ‘Cradle To The Sunset’, the album plays out like a proper long-player in the most classic sense, and inarguably adds up to the most significant and broadly definitive release in Tribe Of Colin’s ark.
Beyond the acid-wrought gates of ‘Creator God’, he uses pineal-picked samples of gnostic voices to temper and set off the album on its earth-to-mars trajectories; throwing down a sort of kongolese EBM made from salvaged pipes and steam-powered synths on ‘Alan’, alongside the pacy electro-step brilliance of ‘Eye Of Ra’ and ‘Woman Of Amazon’, before taking it introspective on the Theo-esque brukken beat deviation of ‘Self / Distance’, and tweaking classic rave chords into a sort of crimped mix of Ethiopiques sway and grime-style nudges on the superb highlight ‘Paradise Lost’, and saving the skudgy dembow swagger of ‘Frequency Interference’ for babylon-trampling beasts who still dance when the lights go up.
Unmissable!
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Among the most enigmatic, beguiling producers of recent years, Tribe Of Colin blesses Honest Jon’s with a brilliant LP suite of acidic steppers and hieroglyphic, rhythmelodic riddles comparable to everything from early Shackleton or Hype Williams to Theo Parrish and Alan Lomax recordings
Hustling 9 original tracks of amorphous, rugged dub and astral synths, ‘Age of Aquarius’ arrives in the murky but iridescent wake of Colin’s tape for John T. Gast’s 5GT, a self-issued CD + 12” on Tniegebrohood, and an outstanding slab of rollicking soundsystem pressure in 2018, to certify what his cult coven of disciples already knew; this guy is making some of the baddest, tracky dub weight out there right now.
Reeling from 10 minute acid-dub steppers styles in ‘Creator God’ to scratchy but lush synth-soul expression in ‘Cradle To The Sunset’, the album plays out like a proper long-player in the most classic sense, and inarguably adds up to the most significant and broadly definitive release in Tribe Of Colin’s ark.
Beyond the acid-wrought gates of ‘Creator God’, he uses pineal-picked samples of gnostic voices to temper and set off the album on its earth-to-mars trajectories; throwing down a sort of kongolese EBM made from salvaged pipes and steam-powered synths on ‘Alan’, alongside the pacy electro-step brilliance of ‘Eye Of Ra’ and ‘Woman Of Amazon’, before taking it introspective on the Theo-esque brukken beat deviation of ‘Self / Distance’, and tweaking classic rave chords into a sort of crimped mix of Ethiopiques sway and grime-style nudges on the superb highlight ‘Paradise Lost’, and saving the skudgy dembow swagger of ‘Frequency Interference’ for babylon-trampling beasts who still dance when the lights go up.
Unmissable!
Among the most enigmatic, beguiling producers of recent years, Tribe Of Colin blesses Honest Jon’s with a brilliant LP suite of acidic steppers and hieroglyphic, rhythmelodic riddles comparable to everything from early Shackleton or Hype Williams to Theo Parrish and Alan Lomax recordings
Hustling 9 original tracks of amorphous, rugged dub and astral synths, ‘Age of Aquarius’ arrives in the murky but iridescent wake of Colin’s tape for John T. Gast’s 5GT, a self-issued CD + 12” on Tniegebrohood, and an outstanding slab of rollicking soundsystem pressure in 2018, to certify what his cult coven of disciples already knew; this guy is making some of the baddest, tracky dub weight out there right now.
Reeling from 10 minute acid-dub steppers styles in ‘Creator God’ to scratchy but lush synth-soul expression in ‘Cradle To The Sunset’, the album plays out like a proper long-player in the most classic sense, and inarguably adds up to the most significant and broadly definitive release in Tribe Of Colin’s ark.
Beyond the acid-wrought gates of ‘Creator God’, he uses pineal-picked samples of gnostic voices to temper and set off the album on its earth-to-mars trajectories; throwing down a sort of kongolese EBM made from salvaged pipes and steam-powered synths on ‘Alan’, alongside the pacy electro-step brilliance of ‘Eye Of Ra’ and ‘Woman Of Amazon’, before taking it introspective on the Theo-esque brukken beat deviation of ‘Self / Distance’, and tweaking classic rave chords into a sort of crimped mix of Ethiopiques sway and grime-style nudges on the superb highlight ‘Paradise Lost’, and saving the skudgy dembow swagger of ‘Frequency Interference’ for babylon-trampling beasts who still dance when the lights go up.
Unmissable!
Among the most enigmatic, beguiling producers of recent years, Tribe Of Colin blesses Honest Jon’s with a brilliant LP suite of acidic steppers and hieroglyphic, rhythmelodic riddles comparable to everything from early Shackleton or Hype Williams to Theo Parrish and Alan Lomax recordings
Hustling 9 original tracks of amorphous, rugged dub and astral synths, ‘Age of Aquarius’ arrives in the murky but iridescent wake of Colin’s tape for John T. Gast’s 5GT, a self-issued CD + 12” on Tniegebrohood, and an outstanding slab of rollicking soundsystem pressure in 2018, to certify what his cult coven of disciples already knew; this guy is making some of the baddest, tracky dub weight out there right now.
Reeling from 10 minute acid-dub steppers styles in ‘Creator God’ to scratchy but lush synth-soul expression in ‘Cradle To The Sunset’, the album plays out like a proper long-player in the most classic sense, and inarguably adds up to the most significant and broadly definitive release in Tribe Of Colin’s ark.
Beyond the acid-wrought gates of ‘Creator God’, he uses pineal-picked samples of gnostic voices to temper and set off the album on its earth-to-mars trajectories; throwing down a sort of kongolese EBM made from salvaged pipes and steam-powered synths on ‘Alan’, alongside the pacy electro-step brilliance of ‘Eye Of Ra’ and ‘Woman Of Amazon’, before taking it introspective on the Theo-esque brukken beat deviation of ‘Self / Distance’, and tweaking classic rave chords into a sort of crimped mix of Ethiopiques sway and grime-style nudges on the superb highlight ‘Paradise Lost’, and saving the skudgy dembow swagger of ‘Frequency Interference’ for babylon-trampling beasts who still dance when the lights go up.
Unmissable!
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Among the most enigmatic, beguiling producers of recent years, Tribe Of Colin blesses Honest Jon’s with a brilliant LP suite of acidic steppers and hieroglyphic, rhythmelodic riddles comparable to everything from early Shackleton or Hype Williams to Theo Parrish and Alan Lomax recordings
Hustling 9 original tracks of amorphous, rugged dub and astral synths, ‘Age of Aquarius’ arrives in the murky but iridescent wake of Colin’s tape for John T. Gast’s 5GT, a self-issued CD + 12” on Tniegebrohood, and an outstanding slab of rollicking soundsystem pressure in 2018, to certify what his cult coven of disciples already knew; this guy is making some of the baddest, tracky dub weight out there right now.
Reeling from 10 minute acid-dub steppers styles in ‘Creator God’ to scratchy but lush synth-soul expression in ‘Cradle To The Sunset’, the album plays out like a proper long-player in the most classic sense, and inarguably adds up to the most significant and broadly definitive release in Tribe Of Colin’s ark.
Beyond the acid-wrought gates of ‘Creator God’, he uses pineal-picked samples of gnostic voices to temper and set off the album on its earth-to-mars trajectories; throwing down a sort of kongolese EBM made from salvaged pipes and steam-powered synths on ‘Alan’, alongside the pacy electro-step brilliance of ‘Eye Of Ra’ and ‘Woman Of Amazon’, before taking it introspective on the Theo-esque brukken beat deviation of ‘Self / Distance’, and tweaking classic rave chords into a sort of crimped mix of Ethiopiques sway and grime-style nudges on the superb highlight ‘Paradise Lost’, and saving the skudgy dembow swagger of ‘Frequency Interference’ for babylon-trampling beasts who still dance when the lights go up.
Unmissable!