Dismal House II - Dismal Inferno
Pivotal, cherry-picking Manchester DJs Finn & thehouseofacidhouse have your back for Valentine’s day, racking up a 2nd volume of wilted petals from the ‘90s house and garage continu-glum for anyone spending the eve with a ready meal.
In masterstrokes of DJ efficiency and emotional register, Finn & thehouseofacidhouse pitch down and expand their selections by some 30% to really wallow in some of their favourite mardy nuggs for their own strange pleasures, and yours. On his side, Finn identifies a more “histrionic sadness” here in contrast to the sort of “bereft” feeling conveyed in the long sold-out first volume, weighing heavy on the heart with a concentrated depth of feeling buoyed only by the unyielding bounce of US dance music from its eternally enduring golden era. In this mode Finn revels in a sort of soulful negative ecstasy of house at its richest and broadest, encompassing elegiac Detroit hymns and even a screwed Eurhythmics jam to bridge what are too often considered mutually exclusive bedfellow styles.
Justin aka thehouseofacidhouse brings a depth of raving experience to their side with a string of Proustian dancefloor triggers for those of an age, all sharing a certain heavy-lidded drowse and forlorn romance of the sort that percolated from US soul into machine music and grabbed the hearts of original northern UK ravers and DJs just like him. Almost worth it for that offbeat proto-AI techno jam in the middle, or the tweaks of Lowlands Euro darkside that follow.
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Pivotal, cherry-picking Manchester DJs Finn & thehouseofacidhouse have your back for Valentine’s day, racking up a 2nd volume of wilted petals from the ‘90s house and garage continu-glum for anyone spending the eve with a ready meal.
In masterstrokes of DJ efficiency and emotional register, Finn & thehouseofacidhouse pitch down and expand their selections by some 30% to really wallow in some of their favourite mardy nuggs for their own strange pleasures, and yours. On his side, Finn identifies a more “histrionic sadness” here in contrast to the sort of “bereft” feeling conveyed in the long sold-out first volume, weighing heavy on the heart with a concentrated depth of feeling buoyed only by the unyielding bounce of US dance music from its eternally enduring golden era. In this mode Finn revels in a sort of soulful negative ecstasy of house at its richest and broadest, encompassing elegiac Detroit hymns and even a screwed Eurhythmics jam to bridge what are too often considered mutually exclusive bedfellow styles.
Justin aka thehouseofacidhouse brings a depth of raving experience to their side with a string of Proustian dancefloor triggers for those of an age, all sharing a certain heavy-lidded drowse and forlorn romance of the sort that percolated from US soul into machine music and grabbed the hearts of original northern UK ravers and DJs just like him. Almost worth it for that offbeat proto-AI techno jam in the middle, or the tweaks of Lowlands Euro darkside that follow.