A bedroom record made by one of the biggest guitarists on Earth, while his stadium band was selling out arenas. Going Inside anchors it, the miniatures around it hold it together — and the credits list is almost embarrassingly short.
One woman, one Roland groovebox, and a thesis: the aesthetic is the art. Framed against the 2002 electroclash explosion — Miss Kittin, Fischerspooner, Felix da Housecat — and the ways Peaches outlasted the entire scene she came in with.
A monster and a lullaby. Drukqs is a double album that contradicts itself at every turn — and at its heart, a broken upright piano and a two-minute piece that became one of electronic music's most intimate confessions.
Rave-baroque fusion that finds the common ancestor both traditions share: mathematical precision, physical resonance, and collective altered states.
Found through the Glass Beams similar artists radio. A song about orbiting someone who has no idea of their own magnitude.
A Melbourne project that fuses Indian classical scales with 70s cosmic funk and desert psychedelia. Music that creates an angine de poitrine — a beautiful tightening of the chest.
Daniel Lopatin presenting Tranquilizer at Culturgest, Lisbon — and the bridge it builds back to the Marty Supreme soundtrack.