Bona fide house classic. Crisp, sleek, golden reimagining by Findlay Brown. Tempted me out of retirement. Oh, the irony. Out on Record Makers. who add the classic remix chops of Villa, Acid Washed, Hypnolove and Mellow to accompany Pilooski's storming edit. via bandcamp . Findlay Brown - Promised Land Findlay Brown - Promised Land (Villa remix)

I picked up the phone. "Come out of retirement, please Daniel." No, I absolutely refuse. Who is this? "Pllllleeeeeeeaaaassssse." Andrew? Oh alright then, what you got? Our September mix. Acid Washed September 2010 Mix by Acid Washed Tracklisting /// download link 1. Visti & Meyland "Stars" – Rodion Mammarela Remix (Bear Funk) [...]

And that's all folks. Shattered satellite. Thanks for reading and listening. Obviously, I'm still going to be out and about, so stay tuned to this particular post. I'll keep you in the loop. Time for a beer.

Pretty much every day during my summer in Nottingham. At a quarter to one, I would jump in my car and drive to the pool. It would usually take the length of this song. That was my warmup. Mayburg - Each and Every Day Taken from Total 10. A Kompakt album.

Seven Staropramens had seared an untimely hole in my wallet on a balmy October evening. Earlier that night, I'd felt for the first time the heart-pumping euphoria where live music and alcohol criss-cross and interlock on the shores of intoxication island. I was meant to be back within the hour to help out with the party. It was for charity. Charity had been hurled out the window though, I needed more. I needed something. I needed. A kebab. [...]

Over the last three years Arthur Russell's music has made a deep impression so it only felt right to include him in this blog marathon. Arthur Russell - A Little Lost Nobody captures the feeling of being lost in a dreamy loveland with two suns. One called joy. The other called melancholy. Subtle pop music at its finest.
Kings of Convenience - Mrs. Cold from françois nemeta on Vimeo . I sought respite from the constant connection to my laptop. A change from the endless personal admin I don't especially care for. A change of scenery. Catching up with my brother. Our destination was Hamburg. Only going for a weekend was deemed excessive by some. People are less prone to acting on the spur of the moment; the advent of google everything [...]

I don't have time in this blog marathon to write up the interview. So I'm just going to post the audio file. I caught up with Savoir Adore just after their barnstorming show at The Social. Paul shattered a glass, I mocked Deidre's name pronunciation. There is some random interlopers as well. I don't know who he is. Drummer Timmy had some choice words. They were also very kind to give me some CDs which I proceeded to lose then find again to [...]

This song deserves to be a TV-series theme tune. Probably from the 80's. I'm going to call it Mermaid Surfdance. About a bunch of mermaids that come from under the sea to become world champion surfers in Florida, but really the whole thing is a big ruse somehow related to narcotics. Think Miami Vice meets Cool Runnings meets The Little Mermaid. Junior Bacon - High Endurance (demo) [...]

Way Yes are a sprightly three-piece from Ohio. Theirs is a pop that shimmers and slinks like feathers rushing along coconuts. Everything is clear, distinct and lush. Skulking bass, lazy vocals, crunchy guitars. Yes please. Get their EP on bandcamp for more. Way Yes - Cinnamon Glenn of the group, being the baller chap that [...]
FOE gets in front of the camera for a lipstick smeared joy-ride into her macabre world. Girl works in a pharmacy, surrounded by death, jaded smack-heads and surburban bores. All day. Every day. I've got her album demos on the stereo now and boy oh boy has the world got treats in store. Throwing the likes of Radiohead, The Kills, Nirvana into a giant melting pot. Manning the cauldron in this case adding plenty of special ingredients is Entrepreneurs, dap hand that he is also produced this clip. All [...]

Music gets everywhere these days, the next step after synchronisation into adverts, films is probably subliminal. Beauty of this is that it his the power to hit you where you least fucking expect it. The emotional heft of these moments is paydirt I'm sure. Moment in question links to the recent video game experience, Red Dead Redemption. One of the cutscenes unfurls like the heavens into a previously unreleased song by Jose Gonzales. Okay, I didn't actually play it, I can't play videogames anymore due to addiction problems, would get more [...]

Letherette are the latest apple in my eye. Smooth and crisp, I can't help but read into names but this duo sound like masters of the good-cop bad-cop routine. One hand backslaps whilst the other invites you into a warm embrace. I can't decide which way to turn, or where to go with this. I'm running out of time, deadline day is gonna be over soon. What I'm trying to say is that this is sexy as hell and packs a punch. Their mix for BTS radio is a total, utter joy. [...]

[Du Juste Milieu] by Entrepreneurs He was walking in loose circles. The pink sun scorched him through the trees. So many fucking trees. His face was covered in a combination of peanut butter and gateaux. The patissier really went for him, assailing him with all manner of carefully crafted sweet delights. Stumbling he continued to stumble through, lost in the middle of the forest, may as well have been [...]
The above is not as good as the below. I wasn't there though. Eight years is a fucking age.

Flying Lotus - Camera Day (taken from Pattern+Grid World) by Warp Records My memory of Sonar is hazy unsurprisingly. I know I made the right decision tough as it was, ignoring the party epic LCD for the sedately, intense Flying Lotus. Got told later that it wasn't him at his vintage, but who gives a flying fuck. Most vintage stuff tastes great no matter when you drink it.
I met Pedro in Watergate the other Thursday. Both pretty far gone as it were, as the riverside sunshine heralded Friday. What followed can loosely be described as goldengate, berghain, bar25, dancing, dancing, dancing, gin, beer, nausea and elation. He usually resides in Barcelona, making the most beautiful deep house. The above is currently on repeat. Released on John Talabot's label, hivern discs , on their latest compilation which I am about to purchase here . My spanish isn't really much cop, but I think it translates as the [...]

Egyptian Hip Hop have come out of their hideout with Hud-Mo to serenade the world. Moon Crooner is their new calling card, a worthy replacement for Rad Pitt. Lost in layers of synths like hotplates are fragile vocals that can't help but bend and stutter all over the shop, leaving a trail of party dust that urges you to be there, but in the same insouciant motion is totally lost at sea. ///photo Egyptian Hip Hop - Moon Crooner

I first caught sight of Evryone in the Old Queens Head in their upstairs room. Speaking to Tom before on the way to and from Sainsburys beforehand gave away not the slightest indication of the behemoth of a voice that lay in store. It added a slightly surreal slant on the evening, as their performance was pure raw power, like a ferris-wheel spinning so fast the g-force starts to fuck with your jaw. do you understand by EVRYONE [...]
. Bringing a record into the world resembles closely a game often played on friends that fall prematurely asleep on an evening. For those of you unaware, it involves hitting them gently in the face whilst shouting"Lemoncake, Lemoncake, Lemoncake" until they wake up. Upon awakening, the recipient is then to be soothed back into sleep with "sssssshes" and gentle caresses. The process is repeated until it stops becoming funny / the sun comes up. I use this analogy because everything that comes with manufacturing [...]