Ricky Montanari
Beat Conductor

Empathy is the codeword when it comes to The AM's second solo EP: The 'Sexworker' EP. A short story through music and art, allowing you a moment to walk a mile in another seasoned professional's shoes... Imagine life through her eyes, her thoughts, her feelings, her actions and motivations as her work takes her from flirty fun to a much more severe and fierce role as a vigilante, fighting for justice and retribution for women who've been abused and wronged. As the EP progresses, the further we're plunged into this dark nocturnal world of carnal chaos, deceit and danger. Sat in a not-so distant neon tomorrow, downtown Detroit, this is the vivid concept and narrative conjured by Detroit native, violinist-turned-techno artist The AM (Ann-Marie Teasley) Sliding into our collections since her debut tracks last year as one half of HLX-1, 2022 has been all about The AM solo releases; in March we had 'Black Majik' on Tresor. Now on Deeptrax 'Sexworker' is another revelation from the agenda-setting artist who's crafted a completely immersive narrative that ranges from the playful electro beats of 'Intercosmic Lap Dance' to the runaway juggernaut 'Black Galaxy' (a collaboration with Scan 7's Track Masta Lou). Each track adding layers of tension and intrigue, cutting through the late night sleaze and exploitation with raw machine soul, 'Sexworker' is steeped in detail... But loaded with enough space for your imagination. Fronted by a stark futuristic city artwork, 'Sexworker' takes place in The AM's stomping ground but could just as easily happen anywhere in the world... Amsterdam, London and right now, our speakers. This bumps in an exciting yet timeless way. It's AM 24/7 right now.

Evocative and spooky contemporary prog. Mekine U Teksi has absolutely nailed it to fetishist levels. It sounds like the synths were the only thing keeping the castle warm the night this was recorded.The whole record it's made even more unnerving by the fact that the 4th track doesn't exist.

After this long period of pandemic and staying at home, these tracks represent a glimmer on which to look out and have the hope of soon returning all together to party.

We’re back with three breaky electro truffles for your reward circuit, harvested by hand by the Austrian Awo Ojiji.Fast-paced, rhythmically challenging, and spiced with euphoric synth stabs that will make your endorphins flow. Dem good, woozy feels. They’ve been neglected for too long.Superconductor instantly puts your brain in euphoric overdrive with its epic pads, reminiscent of our teens. Simpler times.Ridicoloum whacks tools on your head; it rattles, shakes, clonks and bonks. The drums, crunchier than pumpkin seeds.Everything around you starts to rumble, it’s unintentionally merciless, but satisfying af. Trust us, okay?To round off the euphoria extravaganza, Quarantini strikes a more serious note, as you slowly come to terms with a new normal. One full of full-bodied sub-bass and all them breakz that we love so much. Treat yoself.

One of the true O.G .purveyors of Amsterdam deep sound - Aroy Dee with a first solo EP on his own M>O>S Recordings in years! Four emotive, atmospheric deep house efforts. Joined by his R-A-G peers Spaventi and G-String on the third track for the special spiral galaxy blend. Always a reccomend when Aroy Dee steps up..TIP!

Kalahari Oyster Cult welcomes another from down under, Furious Frank with his very own Trip 2 Fantasy via OYSTER28. Three OG acid-licked club-ready rollers from the Australian 303-connoisseur plus a bonus destruction mix from trusted Frankfurt associate Ludwig A.F. A1 Existential Crisis, aka the current natural state of the world, sparks fly with flanged percussion springing between damaging drum work, making space for the juicy acid evolution. The journey develops to include dystopian stuttered vocals, glistening bells and pads to form a melancholic driver. Continue the mood, elastic processed rhythms roll and dip for the A2 Artificial Simulation, robotic mechanism holding hands with the heavenly, dream state timbre, fluttered and full of melodic resonance. The title track on the B2 Trip 2 Fantasy opens bold and brave, a punishing bass line and commanding claps, hot syncopation aimed for bodies moving. Thundering toms run stealthily underneath an ascending motif of delicate synthesis. “Join Me in my Dreams, My Trip to Fantasy” echoing out in seductive bliss over the driving undergrowth. The record is rounded off with an even deeper, throbbing rejig of the former from none other than Ludwig A.F. The “Floor destruction” mix isn’t coy about its intentions, risers, diced vocals and anticipation through the roof. A record ready to explode, whenever and wherever that may be.