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Jon K lands on Tom “Rat Heart” Boogizm’s cult $hotta Tapes imprint with a sick, metamorphic mixtape running myriad permutations of rudeness for ravers of all persuasions including unreleased cuts from his just minted MAL recordings imprint.
Longtime allies, Jon K and Boogizm go way back, so this mixtape was kinda inevitable, with results that speak to their mutual thing for bass-heavy, spaced-out and style-switching tekkers properly rooted in Manchester’s weirding way of DJ martial arts. Dancehall, rap, grime, drill, UKG, hardcore breaks, serialism, electro, bleep techno, mutant business; it’s all there and then some, throwing down a serious masterclass in how to join dots across eons and geographies in a way that rings true with Tony Wilson’s insistence that “Manchester kids have the best record collections” - and know how to put them together.
Jon’s decades of experience picking up records since the ‘80s and spinning them since the ‘90s really burns thru in the selection and seamless sleight of hand transitions, as you’d expect if you copped his classic hard copies for Reel Torque, The Trilogy Tapes, Few Crackles and Cav Empt, or the ruck of them strewn online.
We don’t need to go on - but this one is pretty, pretty fucking good, like. Nose to tail it’s closest to one of his club sets, toggling the pressure gauge with a mesmerising metric magick where dancehall elides ghetto-tech and bleep techno melts into steppers dub, clearly staking out the rhizomic diaspora of contemporary dance music in a seriously unblinkered testament to his unfathomable collection and ‘floor faithful vision. Sleep and weep, chiefs; this one won’t hang around.
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Jon K lands on Tom “Rat Heart” Boogizm’s cult $hotta Tapes imprint with a sick, metamorphic mixtape running myriad permutations of rudeness for ravers of all persuasions including unreleased cuts from his just minted MAL recordings imprint.
Longtime allies, Jon K and Boogizm go way back, so this mixtape was kinda inevitable, with results that speak to their mutual thing for bass-heavy, spaced-out and style-switching tekkers properly rooted in Manchester’s weirding way of DJ martial arts. Dancehall, rap, grime, drill, UKG, hardcore breaks, serialism, electro, bleep techno, mutant business; it’s all there and then some, throwing down a serious masterclass in how to join dots across eons and geographies in a way that rings true with Tony Wilson’s insistence that “Manchester kids have the best record collections” - and know how to put them together.
Jon’s decades of experience picking up records since the ‘80s and spinning them since the ‘90s really burns thru in the selection and seamless sleight of hand transitions, as you’d expect if you copped his classic hard copies for Reel Torque, The Trilogy Tapes, Few Crackles and Cav Empt, or the ruck of them strewn online.
We don’t need to go on - but this one is pretty, pretty fucking good, like. Nose to tail it’s closest to one of his club sets, toggling the pressure gauge with a mesmerising metric magick where dancehall elides ghetto-tech and bleep techno melts into steppers dub, clearly staking out the rhizomic diaspora of contemporary dance music in a seriously unblinkered testament to his unfathomable collection and ‘floor faithful vision. Sleep and weep, chiefs; this one won’t hang around.