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Tusk Wax Twenty Seven (feat. Zombies In Miami Remix)

Italian Francesco Mingrino and Marcello Carozzi are not new in the scene. They have already shown their worh on the strong Bordello A Parigi label, and now it is time for another showdow, this time on the prolific and multi-faceted Tusk Wax. These pair keep their options open with a four tracker that show versatility and prowess. We get gentle, calm, and warm vibes out of acid throbber "Mubai Garden Tea" and soft and edulcorated synth melodies in "Arizona Dream." But do not despair, dear DJ, "Manchester's Teen" ups the game with an also melodic synth ridden monster tune, while "Near To Bali" puts to an end to everything with an ambient trip. All these, nicely accompanied by a top draw dancefloor friendly remix by Zombies in Miami make this Tusk Wax as essential as the last! 


Sil says: Luscious, cool and synth ridden ep by prolific label Tusk Wax. A bit for everyone on this package. Ambient, dancefloor house and some deep house. Tusk Wax still flexing its muscles!

Cyclonix (Whatever/Whatever Remix)

Tusk Wax Twenty Four

500, 12" 180g, hand stamped, individually numbered records, single press only.

Tusk's old pal Cyclonix follows up his Horn Wax record with a full release on the flagship label. "Telemachus" kicks off proceedings with angelic synth presets and cinematic arps, underpinned by a somewhat slamming rhythm section. "Synth Run" is an angular & muscular, cosmic techno track that'll work as well at -8%.There's a moment of future-exotic in the form of interlude "Haku Ten-O" before Justin Strauss & Bryan Mette provide a Whatever/Whatever remix which skirts around house and cosmic territories with its long, drawn out, druggy approach to proceedings. Laced with big guitar shimmers and weaving drones, it should transport the listener to a tropical disco paradise at night; starry skies and a twilight hue coating everything in a magical patina. It's another winner from team Tusk. 

Lord Tusk takes it back to the start for the twentieth edition of the Tusk catalogue, treating us to a tense and terse various artists 12" completely in keeping with the label's signature sound - darkly danceable, aggresive and synthetic, out of its mind on acid. Label favourite Heretic opens hostilities with the mechanised assault of "Afflication", a brooding club creature armed with writhing 303 lines, creeping sequences and a hard as nails beat - turn the volume up and the lights down. Taking a sip from the same batch, TX Connect picks up the lysergic gauntlet and slowly but surely bludgeons you senseless with corrosive 303 lines and pummelling 808s. Don't fuck with this guy! Over on the flip, things take a turn for the funky with Antoni Maiovvi's "Brutus", a mind altering hit of tribal magic which combines tumbling African drumming with the producer's usual horror-core synths. Sound the alarm - we've got a B2 secret weapon on our hands. The mysterious Future Unit make their Tusk Wax debut with a mid tempo masterpeice which pulls together frisky breakbeats, phat ass acid, funk guitar and searing pace synth. Is it acid house, is it cosmic disco, is it a bass-laden ALFOS chugger? Who cares - Baldelli would play it, I'd play it and so would you!

Modern Giallo disco master Antoni Maiovvi makes his Tusk Wax debut with this four tracker of neon tinged sci-fi soundscapes made for high speed chases, robot showdowns and replicant love scenes. "Moor Teeth" opens the EP with its clipped mechanical rhythm and unsettling synth melodies, ushering us through the metallic towers of Metropolis into the dimly lit underground of decaying hardware. "Ministry Of Death" emerges from the shadow with a percussive intensity, driven forward by rattling drum tracks to deliver its plaintive melody and tug at the heartstrings. Rather than the damage and danger the title suggests, this track actually offers an acceptance at the fate that awaits us all. On the flip, Man Power offers his interpretation of the track, slowing the tempo and weighing in with a plethora of live drums and soft synth lines, soundtracking that moment when our robot protagonists finally find love. Maiovvi brings his EP to a dark conclusion with the precision engineered chug of "Mother Tongue", a brooding bit of ALFOS house which is one with the machine. Tusk Wax show no signs of slowing down as the label approaches another milestone. 

Despite what Google may want you to believe, the latest man to captain the Tusk spaceship is not in fact South Africa's specialist fielder, and is instead a UK producer with a penchant for malevolent synth led house. Jonty Rose (no google, not Rhodes), kicks off this latest instalment of the Tusk saga with a metronomic pulse of acid laced chug, which brings the heat all the way from the burbling bassline to the intricate sequences and high end feedback. Next up, "Horizon" sees Jonty strip his sound back to a dislocated disco-not-disco/house hybrid complete with organic tom rolls, spiky guitar and exotic woodwind. On the flip, Red Laser favourite Starion loads the track into his DAT and reworks it as a neon tinged blast of mid tempo Italo, perfect for soundtracking a planning session in a mid 80s crime flick. "Maalem" sees Rose return to the diasporic influences of "Horizon", this time swapping the Middle East for North Africa, as he embarks upon an acid odyssey which pairs snaking 303 lines with desert percussion and Tuareg guitar parts.

Tusk Wax return with debutant Tim Waine at the controls as we swap synthetic safari for aquatic audio. We hop aboard submersival TW14 off the coast of Arkhangelsk and head deep into the icy darkness of the White Sea. Our captain slips a scuffed old DAT into the control panel and bombards us with the industrial gloom of "No Hats", a malevolent chugger rippling with pressure changes and sonar sweeps, only punctured by the echoed messages from the marine base on shore. As we sink to 20,000 leagues under the sea, a new world begins to emerge around our craft. Cystalline formations, enlightened species and ethereal beauty warp and glisten as the healing sounds of Seahawks' 'Dive Deeper Mix' permeates the gloom and lights up the depths. On the Ocean floor, the temperature drops to the fringes of freezing point and all light is distinguished leaving us in complete isolation. The melancholic paranoia of "Maybe You're Awake" encapsulates the fear and loneliness of midnight dark perfectly in five minutes of soundscaped tension. And what lies beneath, you may ask? As our journey continues into the ancient unknown, the future primative sounds of "The Sun Came Out Last Night" fill the vessel with mystic beauty. Pulsating sequences and ritualistic percussion lay a foundation for fevered chants and wails. It's a brave new world out there.

Unlucky for some, but unlikely for Tusk, we reach number thirteen in the series thanks to this synthesized trip from Steve Cook. "Self Control" starts off life as simmering chugger with some sleazy female vox before morphing into a slo mo acid monster. "Still Hardcore" does what it says on the tin, taking the 'ardcore blueprint and slowing it right down into a weird and warped mogadon mover. On the flip "Juno How I Feel" (ooh, we do like a good synth related track title pun) is a meaty and beaty take on Chi-town's dancefloor heritage feature prominent use of, you guessed it, a Juno synth. Ripping sequences and jack track percussion with a whispered vocal cooing "D'You Know How I Feel" (double pun alert). EP closer "Hacid" takes us right back to the old school of the Haccie with rave stabs, acid squiggles, the vocal sample from "Hallelujah" and plenty of bang for your buck. A few more tracks like this and the Criminal Justice Act 1994 will magically disappear.  

Following appearances on World Unknown and Magic Feet, Kalidasa joins the Tusk stable to light up the Balearic dancefloor. The four cuts on offer here are the kind of sprawling, psychedelic chuggers that we've become accustomed to hear from the likes of Prins Thomas. Kicking us off, "Induction" sets its stall out with slinky bongos and a one note bass throb, before introducing a subtle marimba melody, twinkling electronics and the rest of the drum kit. Glassy synth lines top the chugging kosmiche groove creating a hypnotic pool you'll get lost in. On "Cosmic Dance", Kalidasa takes a more direct approach, coupling heavier percussion and an insistent octave bassline to give the track real drive, before unleashing all manner of sci fi synths and expansive guitars to turn this into a full on ALFOS monster. Top marks. On "Ipotane", the live kit gets wheeled out and the sequencer gets knocked onto 1/32 for a classic arpeggiating bassline. Metallic synths, popcorn sequences and drum machine claps all have their time in the sun to create something perfect for zero gravity dancing. "Molly Cues" closes the set in fine form. Machines whine and drone away over the metronomic drums and the bassline is infectiously groovy. Chirping synths and a rolling sequence pack a real mid frequency punch and Kalidasa's arrangement is perfect for a packed dancefloor at peaktime. Prepare to be swept away into real euphoria when the stunning piano solo is unleashed. Do not underestimate the power of the tusk!


12" Info: Limited hand-numbered & hand-stamped 180 gram vinyl 12"

North east trio Last Waltz mark their Tusk Wax debut in illustrious fashion with the first of two releases for the label; hand stamped, individually numbered and weighty 180g vinyl only release this may be, but there's still room in the sleeve for the concluding chapter. Tusk Wax 11a is opened by "Glamour Thing" which pairs motorboat arpeggios and interlocking kick-hat manoeuvre with playful synth fades. Sharing the A-side is "Tipping the Gulf", which sounds like a detuned version of music from Nintendo's arcade classic Cruis'n USA, while Jamie Blanco's remix makes use of the original's sustained leads, edging up them up in octaves to create extra tension. The final track ""Beholden (Part 1)" is the record's ambient piece, with Last Waltz sampling, reversing and effecting the high pitched guitar plucking of UK indie band Foals.

With previous releases on Eskimo Recordings and Is It Balearic, José Manuel now joins the burgeoning Tusk Wax roster.

With its middle eastern strings and vocals and pattering bongs, opening track "Guitar Love" wouldn't sound out of place on Is It Balearic, and neither would the Turkish-tinted, balalaika-fuelled "Revelacion" that goes globe-trotting by adding Mariachi trumpets to the mix. Aegean cosmic disco grooviness. "Obsession" arrives remixed by Last Waltz and is an electrodisco bomb. The original "Obsession" track floats Bondesque strings and Radiophonic electronics over a stuttering, live-sounding drum pattern. 

Four great tracks on one LIMITED 12" - grab one quick.

The chaps at Tusk Wax come up with EP number 4 - and it's just as brilliant as the previous three!

Coyote (Is It Balearic?) kick things off with the percussive groover "Silver Ghosts", featuring nicely filtered piano lines, treated vocals and a general dubbed-out feel (yes, it is Balearic). Johnwaynes come up with house driver "I Feel" which combines a twisted crooning vocal with a simple grooving rhythm - think oddball post-punk remade in a house style. The Saint Petersburg Disco Spin Club & Ponty Mython join together for some slo-mo vibes on "Big Willey" - sweet! Lee Webster closes the EP with the nicely bumpin' 2-step jazz-funk / boogie riddims of "That 00 Joint" - also sweet!

Remember folks, these Tusk Wax twelves absolutely fly out, and even though the label have pressed up an extra 50 copies of EP 4 (making it 350 hand-stamped, hand-numbered copies), you still need to get in there quick if you want a copy!

The third installment of the increasingly in demand Tusk Wax series, is another various artist selection of the highest calibre.

The Project Club lead the way with the mighty-fine "Gypsy Trance" - a cosmic-Balearic house groover with echo-laden acoustic guitar and all sorts of shimmering studio efx. Atmosphere+. Andre Bonsor delivers "The Mighty Fall", which takes Caron Wheeler's vocal from Soul II Soul's "Back To Life" and fuses it with a super-fat and funky piece of rocking cosmic, electronic house. Wow! If this doesn't send the crowd silly, i don't know what will! Franz Underwear (World Unknown) keeps the crowd rocking with "Camera Oscura", a simple acidic house number that oozes funk and lets the arpeggio synth line spiral off into infinity. Lastly we have a complete change of direction as Suonho (responsible for that amazing Claudja Barry edit) takes on Piero Umiliani's filmic jazz-funker "Le Ore Che Contano". Packed with cimenatic horns and funky breaks, this is a bomb for a different dancefloor.


12" Info: 300 only, no repress, hand stamped, individually numbered, vinyl only. No digital download.

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