Gavsborg: A Hit Piece

Equiknoxx Music is an institution, with a wonderfully sprawling catalogue which is a testament to their adventurous, feed-forward sound. Gavsborg and (co-founder) Time Cow, along with Shanique Marie, Bobby Blackbird and Kemikal, have almost single-handedly flipped the script on what is possible within (and beyond) the confines of what made dancehall great.

In anticipation of his debut Sri Lanka show on 24 February 2024, we hand-selected 10 of our favourite songs from the Gavsborg (and Equiknoxx) multiverse, carrying the rhythm touch of one of the most singular, creative minds in music.

Make that 11.

Unkle G & Gavsborg – Unkle G [An Honest Meal]

The title (character) track that expands on the fascinating Gavsborg (alter ego) Unkle G (note: a great introduction to Gav himself). The trials, tribulation and tabulations (i.e. scores) deadpanned over a bed of patiently built keys and extra-extra horns: In the studio. Every day, every day.



Kat7 – Rubadub Skank (Feat. Irinia Mossi) [Motherboard]

A highlight from Motherboard, the spunky debut LP of Kat7, a collaboration between Gavsborg and reggae artist Exile Di Brave. A rudeboy hit that effortlessly involves the Swiss-Congolese singer Irinia Mossi in the mix.



Equiknoxx – Manchester [Eternal Children]

An Equiknoxx (and modern) classic at this point, paying homage to the time Equiknoxx spent in the famed city of legendary musical heritage. A UK-Jamaica mind-bassline intersection.



Equiknoxx – Urban Snare Cypher [Basic Tools]

A standout from their latest LP (Basic Tools), “Urban Snare Cypher” is a textbook exhibit of Equiknoxx sound: space, torque, and tough basswork. (Listen on headphones, cranked up to 13).



Unkle G & Gavsborg – Popcaan Said My Riddims Aren’t Good [An Honest Meal]

A ferocious, cinematic tour-de-force dripping with signature Gavsborg humour and um, shade.



Gavsborg – Coming to Your Grey (feat. Shanique Marie) [1 Hour Service]

From his ghetto-psychedelic debut on Casstte Blair (1 Hour Service), where Shanique Marie matches haunted atmosphere and snare energy with equally yielding vocals. Wouldn’t be out of place on a Sound Signature 12 inch.



Equiknoxx – I Really Want to Write Her Purple Wall [Bird Sound Power]

From the Equiknoxx’s debut album that arrived like a bat outta dancehall hell, and laid the foundations for their taut and steely sound, that slowly evolved into a polyhedron prism. Along with “Last of the Mohicans”, “The Link”, “Timebird”, “Congo Get Slap Like” (and more) – cornerstone of a sleeper classic.



Time Cow & RTKal - Elephant Man [Elephant Man]

A track with a great backstory, of a night in Kingston lauding the impact of the eminent Elephant Man, that ends “with the ghostly synth + drum repetition concocted by a volca beats trial run by Gavsborg”.



Equiknoxx – Melodica Badness [Colon Man]

From their sophomore album, Colon Man. Another riddim of elephant (man) proportions.



Equiknoxx – Someone Flagged it Up!! [Bird Sound Power]

Equiknoxx at their most sublime, combining Kingston gunfya urgency with stunning Basic Channel bassline flow (with an apt remix from the great man himself).



Equiknoxx – Uggh (feat. Joey B (Mcr)) [Basic Tools]

Reflec - 5 Tracks

Ahead of his 925 Colombo debut, the UK producer picks five of his favourite tracks currently in rotation.

Derrick May - Spaced Out [1998]

A classic from the Detroit pioneer. Can listen to the riff over and over without getting bored – epic synth work and groove with slight detune.

Swimful – Muckle [2021]

Shanghai-based producer from the UK. This leans more towards a dancefloor track than a drill instrumental – too much going on for someone to put vocals over this.

Menchness - Mitsubishi Song [2015]

Raw & rolling South African drum work. From the Rudeboyz EP.

La Chat - A Crumb To A Brick [2001]

Had to include a Memphis tune – synth on the beat is unreal. La Chat is also great rapper.



Young Nudy – Peaches & Eggplants feat. 21 Savage [2023]

ACID. The carboard separator read in big, bold letters. It was a drizzly Tokyo evening, and I was at Technique, the infamous Japanese record store (now defunct). Inside a lowly-priced basement bin, lay a 12” carrying an obscure Tin Man remix. There was a line of record players along the windowsill. I put the needle on the record, not knowing the full story at the time. Mayhem ensued, rain shards coming down on the glass at an incline. As did the (s)tabs of acid – A fascinating name, a fascinating genre, a fascinating device. But what of it?


Tin Man (real name Johannes Auvinen) is one of the best to ever do it on the Roland TB-303, the (posthumously-deemed) genius Japanese bass synthesizer that transformed techno and house music as we know it. Born in California and based in Vienna, Johannes is known for his mastery of all things acid, the subgenre of dance music born out of Chicago and the 303, in early to mid-1980s. In a way, perhaps acid was to dance music what new wave was to rock music, an extension cord that expanded the original blueprint, while managing to crossover to a wider audience in its heyday and power few other exciting subgenres too. The Roland 303 was what made it possible:  Combining house and techno music’s four-on-the-floor beats with its signature ‘squelchy’ basslines, acid house birthed a fresh sound for dance music where the focus moved to sonic texture and atmosphere. The unique, undulating sounds were made possible by creating variation in the 303’s bass pattern output, by manipulating its filter resonance, cutoff frequency and octave parameters.



“The most unique sound of the history of the world” is how DJ Pierre describes the 303 (as Acid Tracks would testify). One third of seminal Phuture, (the early adaptors of the 303, along with Charanjit Singh, Alexander Robotnick and Sleezy D), Pierre reveals that their quest to “create a sound that was different” in the early 1980’s ended with their discovery of this Roland synthesizer. Designed by Tadao Kikumoto, Chief Engineer (and Managing Director) of Japan’s Roland Corporation at the time, its original intent was to act as a bass synthesizer that simulated the bass guitar (Tadao was the Chief Designer of the TB-808 and the TB-909 too). The TB-303 was a commercial failure, however, and was discontinued within 3 years of unveiling in 1981. Incredibly, Tadao and his team only heard about the 303’s influence on underground music more than 10 years later, through a “well-informed guy from an overseas department.” Since then, from Orbital to Plastikman and Aphex Twin, from LFO to Daft Punk and Timbaland, the synthesizer has forged a path of its own. “Every twist and turn…never to be heard exactly the same way” DJ Pierre recaps, referencing the inimitability of this almost-chance intersection of machine vs sound.



Acid house’s broader influence cannot be underscored, its ubiquitous tentacles seeping into several future styles of electronic dance music (from jungle to triphop), while at times transcending it to inoculate the orbit of pop music too. Its early purveyors included promoters and artists of Ibiza circa ’87, as well as the Second Summer of Love and ‘Madchester’, which were uninhibited music and rave movements that defined UK’s music scene and club culture for years to come. This passage of time carried the same free-spirited verve and anti-establishment leanings of the hippie movement of 1960s San Francisco, powered by the newfound sound of acid, resonant warehouse settings, charming fashion and the liberal use of MDMA. In the meantime, legendary artists such as Baby Ford, Adonis, Mr Fingers, A Guy Called Gerald, the KLF and 808 State, Aphex Twin and Josh Wink took the acid house sound in further exciting and compelling directions.


Fast-forward 15 years, Tin Man arrived, at a slightly different phase of underground dance music (around the time of microhouse, M_nus mnml and French house) or in fact, independent from it. A precision technician and a refined songwriter, you would think the machine (the Roland 303) would be scope-limiting for Tin Man, but the opposite is true. “It is amorphous and abstract, yet has a narrative quality that transports you”, he says of acid. In the process, Auvinen has not only seized both the genre and the device, but reimagined their (increasingly worn-out) direction at the time, to traverse a world of U-shaped valleys and troughs: Observable but not yet fully explored territories, for both machine and man (with a little help from other gear too, of course).


Let’s start with the LPs: Acid Acid (2005) was foundational – barebones analog workouts that marked his arrival. Wasteland’s(2008) drony electronics took things towards an icy Detroit-Chicago nexus. Scared (2010) combined (opinion-dividing) vocals with moving, Ambien-induced drama (and at times, dread). Perfume (2011) was more vivid vox house, jazz-club at worst, radiant at its best. Vienna Blue (2011) reinvented the wheel (again), with a ‘winter album’ of classical strings, chamber music and romance. Vocal-less Neo Neo Acid (2012) felt like a crucial landmark, distilling the Tin Man essence into vintage understated melancholy. Ode (2014) amplified the kickdrums, basslines and ‘dark matter’, marching things towards a dub-techno basement. Dripping Acid (2017) funneled 17 immaculate cuts (of the 12” series) of urgent, pinging, frenzied and at times otherworldly acid techno, with Tin Man in his most relentless, cohesive element. Arles (2023) subdued the acid and channeled the forcefield towards serene, cosmic electronica.




(Continuing this dense rundown), then there were the 12”s (and collaborations): Love Sex Acid (2006) was a lush spiral staircase, Luomo-meets-Mr Fingers. Keys of Life Acid (2006) contained the life-altering “Tip the Acid”, a portal to the 303 afterlife. Acid Test 01 (2011) yielded “Nonneo” and the rarified Donato Dozzy remix. Meanwhile, Tin Man’s shadowy collaborations with artists such as Gunnar Huslam (as Romans), Foreign Material and Cassegrain have explored the uncanny nooks of these soundscapes. Dov’s anthemic Silent Cities (2019) (with Mexico’s Gabo Barranco) and Ociya’s Power of Ten (2020) (with Patricia) were unheralded gems, the latter’s IDM-tinged tracks recorded live with apparently barely any editing. Rolling Ones (2016) (with Jordan Poling) were deep-sided burners, powered by vintage locomotives. Acid Test 11 (2016) (with Josef K and Winter Son) gave “Fates Unknown” and “Pendle By Night”, that capsuled the existential unrest threaded through most of the Tin Man catalogue.



The best things are borrowed. Tin Man seems to hold a shared vision of music than most (“the history is always that everything's taking from other places”), understanding (and even embracing) the cyclic nature of things: He has quietly pushed the envelope of acid, knowing that what is good has always been built on what came before. Beyond songwriting, he seems to be committed to a uniquely spatial sound design – maybe why everything sounds this good, his studio endeavours aiming to model a user experience that confounds. Similarly, ‘meaning’ has hung in the air ambiguously, in both word and melody, in an unusually comforting nexus. There’s an Overman quality to it all, standing alone from the pack, singular in mission: An admittedly committed participant of a (vaporous) underground, yet careful not to be defined by it.


Hidden Acid EP, Released in September 2023,  marks Tin Man’s return to 303-centered label Acid Test after 5 long (and lonesome) years. It’s a return to the base, after range-defining outings towards ambient and electronica (and resting his fans fears of selling off his hardware online – as one reassured – maybe it’s just housekeeping?). On Hidden Acid, Tin Man seems to negotiate and wrangle every drip of emotion out of the machines: “Running Acid” is a moody nightbus jaunting around town, its lead synth arpeggio bobbin’ and weavin’ around some (club-destroying) acid-traffic, intensifying by the minute. “Hidden Acid” is part G-funk, AFX and a 90s brickhouse rave – when a doused snare lands two minutes in, you are already busy Trainspotting. The pensive closer “Wrapped Up Acid” laces more Roland spliffs around a chord-choir and shifting drums. The feelings are full-scale but never precious – everything seems to operate within a certain circadian rhythm (as captured by the artwork).



Although he has made great music all throughout his career (despite the limitations originally perceived of his um, field), it felt like the 2011’s Neo Neo and the “Devine Acid” era transcended the borders of acid house, through sinuous melody-stories that permanently infiltrated your subconscious mind, and somehow, hijacked the dancefloor too. “Swaying Acid” seems to be of the same DNA: dazzling congas and 303-voodoo dribbling around glistening platinum pads – pads that everlast, and bleed into new borderlands. Too much acid. Sweeping, sublime acid.


By: Tarifa Banks

January 2024

In our latest, we take a look at Masicka and modern dancehall, as the young artist from Portmore Jamaica continues his godly run. Is he the heir to Vybz Kartel’s throne? Time to find out.



Sometimes it feels like the globalization of dancehall and afrobeats (and convergence of genres in general) is making everything sound monolithic. Is the maverick spirit that characterized some of the more rhythmically fierce, risque and ‘original’ hits, pre-circa 2015, slowly being overrun, nearly a decade later? Is the sweet-talking Pop Music Machine threatening to flatline the rough and thrilling spikes that made these genres exciting? Dancehall records, compilations, and bootlegs (abundant in decades pre-2010) are becoming increasingly harder to press, alluding to the economics and technology that dictate modern music consumption, and the soundsystem and dubplate culture that birthed it. Today, we have tech behemoths – from Apple Music to Spotify to Youtube – dictating the flow of your next find, overproduced and compressed at 256kbps. Technology, and its influence, from congeneric studio software to AI algorithms, seems to have a levelling effect on the music.


That is an outside-looking-in view, and an unfair representation, a rude generalization, of someone like Masicka – the dancehall deejay from Portman Jamaica who recently signed to Def Jam, and who seems to retain the same mad-max moxie that made him an exciting (and perhaps generational) talent at the time. In a primarily singles-driven genre, his debut album landed to box office triumph at the end of 2021, whilst his grand follow-up album was unveiled in December 2023. Even more so, a slew of singles that both predates the new album, foretells an arc of an artist on the cusp of unlocking a new level, and marrying artistry with that often-elusive thing — reach.


When measured on the metrics of output and influence, the last decade feels bright for dancehall and Jamaica: Breakout stars Shenseea and (grammy-winning) Koffee turned lockdown blues into crossover success (the latter to critical acclaim); genre superstars Sean Paul and Popcaan made compelling album content; industry veterans Spice and Charly Black released their long-awaited debut albums; reggae talents Chronixx, Protoje and Kabaka Pyramid built on their dancehallfooting; smooth operators Kranium and Konshens retained their Midas touch for hit records; amazing vocalists Lila Ike and Jada Kingdom continued their rise; super-producers Rvssian and Dre Skull expanded their reach (the former into pop & reggaeton, the latter into well, everything good and pure); cross-genre and cross-continent hit songs dominated global airwaves; and the weird & wonderful Equiknoxx kept pushing unforeseen boundaries inside the ‘dungeons of dancehall’. All of this, whilst the King remained as prolific as ever, striving to stay dominant from prison (but more on him later).




As the initial spark of ska and rocksteady morphed into reggae music, Jamaica’s flag was firmly established as a music powerhouse in the 1960s. If population was weight, the country was not only punching above its weight-class, but redrawing the boundaries of the ring. “No song, no dub”, yet it could similarly be argued that no other genre has had a wider impact on modern music than dub music, the mutant offspring of reggae. Was it something in the soil? Was it the island’s penchant for adventure? Or its revolutionary spirit? Was it the genius of Lee Scratch Perry and King Tubby? Or all of the above? In the midst of this, dancehall was born, as a counter-movement by (and for) working class inner city Jamaicans who were shut out from ‘uptown’ parties. Dancehall events were new, visceral experiences for its audiences, with low bass frequencies, earthshaking volume and ‘digital’ gyration cranked up to level 11. Even more so, it levelled the field by bringing ‘people’s music’ directly to communities who did not possess radio, and to artists whose music was not played on the radio. There was an invigorating quality to the music, with its gritty and primal depiction of day-to-day subject matter, compared with the more ideological roots & reggae movement.



At the center of this was the physicality of the sound itself, via soundsystems such as Black Scorpio, Silver Hawk and Killimanjaro. Together with the soundsystems, dancehall’s early torchbearers were artists such as Captain Sinbad, Clint Eastwood, Yellowman, Charlie Chaplin, Sister Nany and Lady Saw (and “Sleng Teng” Riddim by King Jammy and Wayne Smith). Yellowman in particular was a fierce proponent of the genre and its ethos, and became one of its first superstars. In the 1990s, the next wave of artists such as Beanie Man, Buju Banton, Mad Cobra, Bounty Killer, Shabba Ranks, Capleton and Elephant Man, who along with a new school of producers such as Dave Kelly, Bobby Digital and Ward 21 sharpened and glistened the riddims with the use of electronic synthesizers and sampling. The arrival of Sean Paul in the early 2000s brought even more mainstream recognition, an international dancehall icon who was able to capsule the fun and immediacy of the genre, whilst being able to retain his songcraft, relevance and longevity in a changing landscape.


Fast forward a decade, when Dre Skull produced Vybz Kartel’s electro-tinged Kingston Story LP in 2010, it potentially marked a pull away from singles into more cohesive long-players. Equally talented Rvssian perhaps signaled the arrival of a pop genius (but one who seems to have surrendered the raw energy of his early work for grander ambition). Since that time, the dancehall hit machine has been chugging along in the last decade, both inspired and uninspired in equal measure, whilst recently being associated with different movements – from (the more colourful) Africa and the UK, to (the more monochrome) trap-dancehall, pop music and ‘tropical house’. Dancehall’s global influence has been unmistakable: from Rihanna and Drake to Jaimie XX and the ‘biggest track on youtube’ (where Justin Bieber characterized the obvious dancehall influence as that of “island music”). You cannot help but think that the heavy lifting done by dancehall over the years to bring its signature syncopated flavour to the orbit of mainstream music, has not received its due flowers. But everything moves in cycles, and the (often valid) fears of expropriation by the West and the (sometimes unfair) overshadowing by a rising Africa aside, dancehall is still alive, kicking. As one astute observer remarks on La Lee’s bracing “Dirt Bounce”, “Dancehall nice again?”



In this cosmopolitan landscape, inspiration on where dancehall could sonically go, is perhaps hinted by a few producers on the frontline of Jamaica’s reggae and R&B scenes: Sean Alaric combines dub pulse with immersive atmospherics on work with Lila Ike, Jesse Royal, and Khxos (and this Burna Boy remix). J.L.L. brings inspired instrumentation and sampling to his work with the emerging talents of Jamaica. Koffee and Jorja Smith producer IzyBeats may have cracked the ultimate slowburner code. A new generation of stunning songstresses are brewing and bubbling just underneath the surface (Shenseea, Jada Kingdom, Lila Ike, Jaz Elise, Naomi Cowan and Sevana are all great vocalists). Natural High Music revive sound-system culture through their ‘future roots’ sound with a rich palette behind the boards. Equiknoxx maybe the most intriguing of them all, over the course of a decade, moving beyond their early dancehall hits to build a planetarium of sound ideas: Their penchant for leftfield instruments and sampling methods has organically expanded their sonic canvas, whilst their growing worldwide network (including some O.G. links), features on heady labels and events and curious side projects have yielded rightful acclaim. In the intro to “Blessed” dancehall legend Buju Banton offers some words of wisdom to Koffee. The hope is that the new school of artists can continue to ignite that brisk and bouncy spark-up, while retaining its Jamaican identity, that make ‘the dance hall’ such an exciting movement.

And one of them, is Masicka. Bursting on to the scene in 2012, Masicka (real name Jauvaon Fearon) hails from Independence City, in Portmore Jamaica. He first rose to prominence through songs that gained traction on local radio stations whilst still in Kalaba High School (“Guh Haad N Done”, “Lose Control” and “Whistling Clean”). His sessions with Equiknoxx (the first of which he secured by winning a DJ competition while in High School) are an interesting body of work, harking back to the salad days where Gavin Blair’s eccentricity brought out something alike in Masicka. The cult-favourite 2012 EP Equiknoxx Music Introduces Masicka to King Tubby is a curious artifact of a brazen young deejay spitting new-school rhymes over timeless dubs, a sign of a things to come at the time. Since that time, he has dabbled in more conventional dancehall, with One Motion Music, Genahsyde (his own imprint) and producers such as Dunw3ll. Fast-forward to 2023, the older-and-wiser Masicka has been on a lethal run of singles.



It’s a run that started around the ‘carbon-rifle rhymes’ of “God Damn”, and continued on with “Drug Lawd”, “Grandfather”, “I wish”, “Pack a Matches”, “King”, “Feisty”, and culminated with the “Tom Brady Freestyle.” The latter contains arguably the most efficient use of Bars since Juelz Santana launched his helicopter-flow, the deadly economy of lines like “Mi gun nuh feel safe wid safety”. Carrying the weight of a timeless sportsman of the modern era, the track does justice to the tag. On the simmering “Update”, Masicka stands back and commands the sonic space over an earthmover bassline, while letting out barks and squeals that momentarily push his voice into 3-octave territory (ha). The track is a powerplay in spatial dynamics, a nod to heavy-duty dub as much as dancehall (“Spend a couple dubplate, make the club shake”), its shoutouts still ringing in the ear after the music ends.

The non-dancehall heads may have discovered Vybz Kartel, widely regarded as the greatest dancehall artist of the modern era, on the eponymous “Diplo Riddim” (from Diplo’s Hollertronix-era debut ‘Florida’ of 2005). This was around the time of JMT, before “Romping Shop” and “Yuh Love” took the world by storm. What makes Vybz so great? It was even on display then: Bluster, street knowledge and charisma all curled into one injection-flow, that was able to navigate any tricky nook of a topic, in that commanding yet gregarious voice you intuitively gravitated towards (Note: Vybz has a great storytelling tone). An artist whose influence runs deep in Jamaica, Kartel’s scope was manifold – a lyricists who was able to do it all with an alluring swagger. And a songwriter who was so quick on the draw, that he has redefined the term ‘prolific’. Even after his conviction for murder in 2014, he continued to release music at a head-spinning rate. And through his label Portmore Empire, the MC also took under his wing emerging talents in the island, including notably Tommy Lee Sparta and Popcaan.



But if Vybz was the Di Teacher and Popcaan was the protege, the latter seems to have graduated from the streets and landed on pastures foreign, his sights set on a wider, more pacific world, rubbing shoulders with a global assembly of stars in the process. Maybe Popcaan was the joyous messiah dancehall needed, on a scenic bridge that crossed over to the town square – but one that still feels authentic, spiritually grounded and expansive. “Something about his voice…pulls you in, draws you in”, says Dre Skull. The Fixtape (the mixtape on soundcloud that accompanied the album proper) may just well be the dancehall statement of the new decade, an exuberant carnival on full-blast, that blurs the lines between a myriad of influences and serves up everything good and wholesome (note: watch an amusing piano-laden Vybz intro segue into a hair-raising cover of Nas’s “Hate Me Now”) In the end, you cannot help but feel the trajectory of Popcaan’s burgeoning career is decidedly less Badman – and more Poppy – than Vybz’s. And perhaps, all the better for it.

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So where does that leave us? Even with an opaque incarceration spanning over 12 years, the question of ‘who is the Next Vybz’ is seldom speculated in dancehall circles, often ending rather bluntly (“there is no next Vybz” – and never will be). But on the scale of the gritty streetwise blueprint of Kartel’s best work, there is also Alkaline, and there is Skillbeng, trying to map out designs of their own. Alkaline started out frighteningly-well, but appears to have lost some focus along the way. Skillbeng, who potentially got the nod from Vybz himself, is the more obvious (and direct) comparison, with his piercing delivery, husky circles-around-you flow, and innate starpower. All three appear to possess something singular and special. With a sophomore LP that just landed, Masicka ‘Top ah di game/Tom Brady’ may just be on the inside lane. But can they regulate the paperchase, take calculated risks, and remain fierce? Either way, it’s bound to be intriguing viewing, for both Jamaica and the world.


925 Dancehall Special [Mixtape]



<sup>1. Vybz Kartel – Hey Addi [2016]
2. Vybz Kartel – Enemy Zone [2016]
3. Konshens – Purple Touch [2021]
4. Popcaan – Fresh Polo (Ft. Stylo G & Dane Ray) [2020]
5. Vybz Kartel – Loodi (Ft. Shenseea) [2017]
6. Sean Paul – Boom [2021]
7. Konshens – Bassline [2018]
8. Intence – Nuh Behaviour [2022]
9. Spice – Crop Top [2022]
10. Mavado – Bad Girl [2022]
11. Masicka – God Damn [2020]
12. Capleton & Black Brown – Wey Up Deh [2015]
13. Konshens – Gun Head [2021]
14. Popcaan – Bad Yuh Bad [2017]
15. Skillibeng – Prolific [2021]
16. Aidonia & Govana – Earthquake [2023]
17. Koffee & Govana – Rapture (Remix) [2019]
18. Alkaline – Twerc [2021]
19. Stefflon Don – Hurtin’ Me (Ft. Sean Paul, Popcaan & Sizzla) [2018]
20. Laa Lee – Dirt Bounce [2021]
21. Laa Lee – Tip Inna it [2020]
22. Masicka – Update [2021]
23. IWaata – Anyweh [2021]
24. Skillibeng – Stefflon Don (Ft. Stefflon Don) [2021]
25. Kranium - Life of the Party [2021]
26. Jada Kingdom – Fling it Back [2022]
27. Equiknoxx – Uggh (Ft Joey B) [2021]</sup>


By: DJ Infrastructur

December 2023

Loraine James - Gentle Confrontation (LP) [Hyperdub]

Theo Parrish feat. Marcellus Pittman – Ooh Bass
[Sound Signature]

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Close-Encounters with DJ Sotofett

The story of the shadowy but towering figure of DJ Sotofett seems to be a long and protracted one. Along with his brother DJ Fett Burger, Sotofett founded Sex Tags Mania, under whose umbrella many-a sound and vision spawned, from extended ambient excursions to rolling reggae riddims to knotty get-down house jams.

Ahead of his Sri Lanka debut at 925 Colombo, instead of giving you this full story, we give you the next best thing—handpicking some our favourite tracks of this incredibly prolific, creative artist:



Jesse – Pohja (DJ Sotofett Mix) [Wania] (2017)



Kicking things off is a Sotofett take (on a track of the Finnish electro act) that feels central and fundamental to his work. Rooted, skeletal, seemingly chugging along to the pulse of earth itself. 7 minutes of Rhythm & Sound-heavy equilibrium, that perfect dancefloor warmer-up. The dreamy B-side here lands on the different end of that spectrum, but arrests, equally.



DJ Sotofett Feat. Haugen Inna Di Bu – Dub Off [Honest Jon’s] (2018)



What seems the start of a new and energized run on Honest Jon’s Records (that included C'Est L'Aventure and Hebi/Haru), “Dub Off” is modern dub done right, with each component – instrumental clarity, weight, space and velocity all measured and delivered to a tee, its keys bright and clamouring. “Dub On” is a more menacing mix while “Dub on Dub” stretches Sotofett’s pads further in to the mystical lands.



DJ Sotofett Meets Abu Sayah – Houran (DJ Sotofett’s Percussion Mix) [Fit Sound] (2015)



I first heard “Houran” at the 2015 rendition of the magical Inner Varnika, when Sex Tags brothers began their festival-closing set. The hypnotic drone (of the yarghol, a middle-eastern instrument, and the harmony vocals) seemed to straddle on for what felt like eternity, yet the percussive elements discreetly building underneath it hinted at what was to come – some magnificent sway – and by the time the bassline and the fuzzed-out kickdrums land, you found yourself completely overpowered.



SW – Reminder (Burridim Mix by DJ Sotofett) [Sued] (2013)



SW’s “Reminder” is a modern classic—a timeless, aquatic Detroit-dreamride that sits atop the spectacular Sued catalogue. Sotofett comes along and turns the tables on its squelchy melancholy, with a junglist bass-heavy ‘burridm’ that clamours and jolts (and spinbacks), all before gorgeous pads usher in a whole new era of feeling.



DJ Sotofett – Current 82 (12 Mix) [Keys of Life] (2016)



Released on Helsinki’s Keys of Life (operating under Säkhö), “Current 82” is an ethereal burner that gradually drifts itself into sensory range, dusts off its keys, to weave out a story that remains with you long after the morning hours of the party. A Sotofett classic.




LNS & DJ Sotofett – Reform [Tresor] (2023)



With frequent collaborator LNS, DJ Sotofett seems to have found a new home in Tresor, with the 2021 LP Sputters landing to critical acclaim. Their most recent collaboration The Reformer EP somewhat moves away from that sound, but retains the attitude. “Reform” contains a vintage Autechre-ian melody envelope that you find in early/mid AFX-era works, while synth tones bob and weave around to form an electro-funk tapestry.



DJ Sotofett Presents Bhakti Crew – Sunrise Mix [Wania] (2012)



One of those perennially in-demand records from his early catalogue, “Sunrise Mix” is that 7am chugger that is missing from your bag, yet “beyond good and evil, there is a field. Let us lie down in that grass.”



DJ Sotofett Feat. Madteo – There’s Gotta be a Way (Vision of Love Club Mix) [Wania] (2013)



DJ Sotofett joins hands with fellow punk Madteo (from NYC), in what is largely now considered an underground classic, Madteo’s robocopped vocals landing all the way from 2199, combined with deluxe pads and a tribal-rollover rhythm.



DJ Sotofett meets Kavadi - Kandhan Karunai [Tresor] (2023)



What is this sorcery? Sotofett collaborates with Tamil artist Kavadi on Tresor’s latest compilation, and it’s a high-octane latenight fever dream.



DJ Sotofett & Gilb’R – Dripping for 97 Mix [Honest Jons] (2015)



Ending with a staple from his debut LP “Drippin' For A Tripp”, a collaboration with Finnish musician Jaakko Eino Kalevi, who’s exquisite carouseling guitar work and Sotofett’s oh-so-subtle drum and synth programming combine to ruffle all the right feathers.

See you on April 29!


“Being in opposition is prime goods in underground culture and the second you are not in opposition anymore you're a performer, not an artist. Know the difference!” – DJ Sotofett


By: DJ Infrastructur

April 2023

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Record of the Month:
Kyle Hall – Technically Deep EP

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Street Soul Soothers

In an era when newly-accessible music technology breathed fresh life and potential into independent musicians, Street Soul – a fusion of various styles of music of black origin – emerged from the bedroom studios, pirate radio stations, blues dances and clubs of late 1980s Britain.


With roots in sound system culture as much as funk and R&B, its architects drew from a musical melting pot. Lovers rock riffs and ethereal synths combined with hip hop breaks. Dub and soul linked up in a dancehall skank. Harmonies levitated above boogie basslines and the unmistakable touch of the 808.


Though it had a hybrid blueprint, the music was stripped-back and raw, made with an uncompromising attitude, DIY energy, and with an ear firmly to the streets and away from the charts. One of the style’s pioneers Toyin Agbetu referred to this in a 2020 interview: “Our tracks were protests against excess, our independence a cry for self-determination.”


Here are five scene-defining favourites:

Sam – Life (Club Mix) [1991]



A reflective cut about riding out the stresses of life, laced with keys that flicker like passing feelings and blissed-out strings to guide the way.



Bassline - You’ve Gone [1989]



A heartbreak anthem with a soul stirring soundscape, soaring vocals and a break that cuts as deep as those breakup scars.

(Reissued on Isle of Jura, 2021)



Mary Pearce - Legacy [199?]



Produced by Agbetu, a sparse tune about hope in a fucked up world, with lush chords, delicate synth licks and the style’s distinctive swing.



Gold In The Shade - Shining Through [1990]



A love & devotion song with mellow percussion, slick composition and a bassline ripe for the shubeen.

(Reissued on Heels & Souls, 2023)



Ashaye - Dreaming (Jungle Mix) [1994]



Jungle in a Street Soul palette: sweet rave dreams, just close your eyes and pour one out for the champagne crew.

(Reissued on V4 Visions, 2021)


By: Max Self

March 2023

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Presence & Influence:
Gratitude for the Afro-Sri Lankan musical legacy

The presence of Afro-Sri Lankan culture in the country’s contemporary music scene is primarily felt through the lasting influence of the Kaffrinha (Kaffir + ‘nha’ (which is the Portuguese diminutive)) which is associated with the Kaffirs and the Portuguese; it is sometimes called Kaffrinha Baila (the Portuguese word for dance), suggesting that the music was a Portuguese take on African music played on the island. Kaffrinha in contemporary Sri Lanka is not simply an Afro-Portuguese blend. It is the fusion of three cultures: African, Portuguese and Sinhalese.


The music is played with percussion and string instruments: violins, mandolins, banjos and guitars. It’s always in 6/8 time, with a very syncopated, three-against-two beat, another suggestion of its roots in African music. Notably apart from the Sinhala language, it seems to be lacking in explicit traits from South Asia: the harmonies and melodies tend to be based around the Western major scale.


The writer R. L. Brohier described the music in a Puttalam village called Sellan Kandel, as Kaffrinha and Chikothi. He wrote in the 20th century that the ‘Kaffir-Portuguese Chikothi’ music had been absorbed into Sri Lankan popular culture, surfacing at gatherings which sought an outlet for hilarity – these were given the heterogeneous term Baila. Although in more recent times, Kaffrinha is often associated with the Portuguese Burgher communities, who continue to live on the coasts of the island.


The kaffrinha song, “Meegalu Maalu'' by the Sri Lankans, was recorded in 1978, so it’s probably not what the music would have sounded like in the 1800s, but it gives us at least a vague approximation.


Kaffrinha is also associated with ‘chorus baila’ (most often simply referred to as Baila), a genre of music that blossomed in postcoloniality. The fountainhead of chorus baila, Mervin Ollington Bastianz, was inspired by kaffrinha and ‘vaada’ baila (debate songs or challenge songs were a popular form of entertainment in Sri Lanka, similar to ‘canto ao desafio in Portugal and Brazil) of which he was the superstar. Unsurprisingly, the rhythms associated with African music were thereby absorbed into chorus baila, perhaps the most cherished form of pop music in the country.



The simplicity of Bastianz’s narratives and the realities that he addressed, sizzling and simmering over catchy and memorable rhythms, popularized Bailas. Bastianz was a brilliant lyricist, educator and critic. He resonated with the sentiments of a nation whose values were distorted and strained by 450 years of western domination through colonization.


Gerald Wickremasooriya of Sooriya Records phase-shifted Chorus Baila into the age of rock ‘n’ roll with electric guitars, drum kits and synthesizers. Since Bastiansz, Baila has evolved through different styles sung by soloists/groups and travelled overseas with the Sri Lankan diaspora. The dynamics of Baila has reinforced its popularity as the changing tastes of generations fluctuate and unfold. As Sri Lanka discovered and explored her post-independent identity, Baila became more enmeshed in the matrices of her indigenous cultures.



Chorus Baila is neither an import from Portugal nor a genre that was introduced by the Portuguese. Chorus Baila compositions were influenced by the Afro-Portuguese genre Kaffrinha and Vāda Baila. Chorus Baila signifies a new post-colonial identity, resonant with the recently independent nation of Sri Lanka. Bastianz felt the feelings of the people and voiced their sense, struggle and desires through his compositions of Chorus Baila.


The African contribution to the Sri Lankan culturescape and social life is very much alive in its music and dance genres.  Afro-European links of Kaffrinha and Baila are rekindling an interest in the music of Sri Lankans with African and European ancestry. Whilst the various contexts of the kaffrinha remain to be explored through further research, the African roots of kaffrinha is clear.

Record of the Month:
Terekke – Fandn

© Ndagga

© Ndagga

Mark Ernestus is a mythic figure. Whilst his more visible counterpart Mauritz Von Oswald appears to have moved one foot beyond the Basic Channel blueprint, Ernestus’ frequency (and choice) of output has seemingly been more reserved, perhaps still rooted in the original universe. Reserved however, not in scope or sound (nor adventure), but in the long-range arc he seems to operate inside of — from founding the seminal record store Hard Wax, to being an architect of the Detroit-Berlin axis, to continuing to champion roots & reggae music.

Debuting in 1992 Berlin (as Maurizio), Ernestus & Oswald delivered a series of tectonic, mysterious techno records as Basic Channel. It sounded like nothing that came before — and shook the dance music underground. “Who were these guys?” Everything from the cryptic artwork to the enigmatic sound design, pointed to an entity intent on making a permanent dent in the universe. Basic Channel married the earthy and spatial character of dub-reggae music with otherworldly techno futurism: wall-of-sound cascades of reverb, timeless chords, and sheer torque. Founded in 1995, the family-label Chain Reaction expanded on that blueprint with a team of brilliant like-minded artists. From 1997 to 2005, the duo returned to the source with Rhythm & Sound, rumbling in explorations of superheavyweight category dub. If Basic Channel was the ocean, Chain Reaction was the misty river, and Rhythm & Sound the fountain. A fountain rooted in primal rhythm that opened a portal towards outer space and the earth’s crust at the same time. All of this, while reshaping underground club musicas we know it.


Together, not only did Ernestus and Oswald build part of the new foundation for future dance music, they built it on new ground. A reimagining of what this music could be, pushing the envelope, bending it in the process. Their influence on the music landscape is something of a ubiquitous yet untold story: Often referenced, the scope of that era’s music feels yet to be truly distilled (and by extension, documented/articulated). This seems to partly stem from the nature in which they moved, including going the extra-mile not to self-reference. They were out of time, out of sight. A legacy with no beginning nor end, only a shadowy passing forward of the torch, but the light now melded, and kaleidoscoped.


Three decades on from “Phylyps”, Ernestus influence seems to still echo across the underground sugar caves of bass music, like that of a dark, hooded man who has silently watched over proceedings, uttering only a few words in the process. Since 2005’s windup of Rhythm & Sound and Burial Mix, he has been busy uncovering obscure reggae music (including with Honest Jon’s) and producing couple of South African and Congo artists. In a rare interview, when asked about the process of his music explorations from Jamaica to Africa, Ernestus’ terse reply is, “you have to know people.” No sign of sensationalism, vivid affectation. It’s pretty basic: you have to know, you have to dig. The answer also hides in plain sight a principal threaded throughout their work: Let the music do the talking.


And the music does: Ndagga, a blazing series of 12 inches that he has spearheaded on the label so named, seems to have stemmed from this “knowing people”, not just in the right places, but tapped into the right frequency: That geography being Senegal, and that frequency being raw polyrhythms born out of ‘sabars’ and ‘talking drums’ swirling around a string of instruments —Mbalax, a music style born in the 1970s that fuses both traditional and modern elements of Senegalese and Gambian music.


Some context: The popular dance music of Senegal and Gambia, Mbalax embodies the national sound of postcolonial Senegal. Unique in its complex structure and instrument(s), it is a fusion of indigenous music (i.e. Wolof sabar drumming) and African popular music. A preserved ancient energy runs though the music, whilst shades of musical influences from especially Congo & Cuba (rumba), as well as South America and the Caribbean (Latin pop), America (blues, jazz, soul, R&B and rock) and France are present too. A melting pot with a pan-ethnic spirit, Urban Senegal has created through Mbalax an inclusive space for both cosmopolitan styles and ethnic sounds of Greater Senegambia. Today, the music has captured the hearts of other regions of Africa such as Mali and Ivory Coast too.


Coined by African music legend Youssou N'Dour, the term ‘mbalax’ translates to 'accompaniment’, or the accompanying rhythms of the sabar, a tall sitting drum played using a stick and one hand. Within a sabar collective, there are different roles assigned to each drum, and mbalax refers to such ‘accompaniment’ of each to create a polyrhythmic whole. This arrangement is led by the Nder (lead drum) and the Sabar (rhythm drum), whilst being complemented by the Tama (talking drum), keyboards, marimba synths, guitar and bass. Evidently heard from 10 miles away in neighboring villages, the sabars are traditionally played as religious or festive music (or to deliver long-distance messages), and the intertwined rhythms often have a hypnotic undercurrent to it.


Ernestus’ growing obsession with Mblax (that he had first heard through a Gambian DJ team in 2007) had necessitated a journey to the source, in search of the original recordings. That visit had resulted in meeting Bakane Seck, one of Senegal’s best sabar drummers, who convinced him to record new music rather than work with existing recordings. And as fate would have it, things culminated with him inside a legendary studio (formerly known as Xippi) in Dakar (capital of Senegal) with a number of Kaolack’s finest musicians, including Bakane Seck, Bada Seck (sabar), Modou Mbaye (tama), Mangone Ndiaye Dieng (drum set), Serigne Mamoune Seck (sabar), Ibou Mbaye  (keyboards), Fatou Wore Mboup (dancer) and Mbene Diatta Seck (vocals). Renowned musical icons Youssou N'Dour, Baaba Maal and Doudou Ndiaye Rose (‘the master of the sabar’ and a godfather of traditional West African music) had crossed paths too, and feature as guests. These sessions with a 20-strong group of musicians, were put down to wax in 2011 as Jeri-Jeri (the clan name of this sabar griot that hails from Kaolack). The result is a more stripped-down version of Mbalax that carries the same kinetic energy, with the percussion placed in the foreground (and other instruments not clouding the soundscape, but sitting more gently alongside).


A year later, Jeri-Jeri’s electrifying live show (with Ernestus at the mixing deck), debuted at Wax Treatment in May 2012, and lit up half of Europe – from Milan to Düsseldorf – to end up at the Fuji Rock Festival a year later. Ancient melodies of the future – and a frenetic sabar drum at the center of it. Riveting and spaced-out tracks that go on and on, continually unfolding in the speckled live feedback loop of the band. In 2014, Jeri-Jeri evolved into ‘Ndagga Rhythm Force’ (and apparently named after Wackies Rhythm Force of the Bronx), a more focused and distilled version of the collaboration. More on this (important distinction) later.
As Jeri-Jeri and 800% Ndagga, Ernestus has compiled all the singles (and b-sides) of the 5-part series into one LP. As with the original 12″s, “Xale” is a highlight, the stinging vocals of Mbenna Diatta Seck (who features on 4 of the 8 tracks) taking control of the duel propel of the tama-marimba, to guide a storyline of neglect and heartache. The opener “Gawlo” radiates with Baaba Maal’s soaring voice and tender guitar licks. “Ndeye Gueye” finds the knotted sabar rhythms of grandmaster Ndiaye Rose locked in a patient dual with the strings, a dual that slowly escalates (via repetition) into a hypnotic swirl. “Mbeuguel Dafa Nekh” is the busiest track of all, the drums landing in unison in the foreground whilst gorgeous tangential slices of guitar drift in and out, creeping underneath Diatta’s lovelorn calls. The track takes a slanted ‘n enchanted turn halfway in, as many things come together in accompaniment, and by the time it winds down (and despite the language barrier) has triggered a basket of feelings.


On the flipside, “Casamance” and “Sama Yaye” find the same melody sliced into two different versions: The chugging “Casamance” has the brothers Ale & Khadim Mboup yearning for peace in their homeland, whilst the spacious “Sama Yaye” is a more somber take by Diatta on parental love. The latter version speaks of the raw energy and space hidden inside these tracks, and the skillful range possessed by these musicians to cut contrasting textures from the same cloth, and Ernestus’ deft touch as a producer to piece it together. The flawless groove of “Bamba” brings the three vocalists together for what feels like a spiritual passage, settling things down in a bed of chants and simmered guitar while reverbed voices interplay. Finally, “Daguagne” concludes a rather frenzied journey with a magnetic bassline from Thieno Starr. In the meantime, Ndagga Versions brings together the vocal-less versions of all these tracks along with three other B-sides, placing the focus on the percussion further and magnifying its detail.


Yermande, the stunning 2016 follow-up to 800% Ndagga, is where things get more interesting. The minimalist reduction is in full effect here, with each element isolated and amplified to a pressure point: The air between the rolling drums and the soundscape tightly laced, the arrival of soft hi-hats in that vacuum feeling like voodoo. The Colossus, reverberating kickdrum on “Walo Walo” jolts the track, the sabars and the tripping marimba bassline following after the wreckage like galloping soldiers. “Jigeen” is as techno as this music gets, an intricate hail of percussion compounding and swooping across a 4am throbbing pulse. The multi-tracked vocals are mixed in a more enveloping way, seeping in at times, and ringing out at other times. It can be a fine line (not) to overproduce, but Ernestus manages to bend the source material more to his will here, without losing what makes the music compelling.


The songs of Ndagga feel storied, and although their exact meaning maybe lost in translation (depending on where you are from), the overall mood is one wistful. Dietta’s vocals glide like a ghost around the whole room, anchoring this feeling. Yet underneath there is hurried velocity to it all, a sideways swing, a dramatic release through the chaos, much like the tussles of life. This ying and the yang, pulls the listener deeper in to this world with repeated listens, as the rhythms get inside you. Alongside the sabars, the unheralded hero the tama (or the handheld ‘talking drum’), injects a certain electricity that keeps things marching at all times. The broader acclaim Ndagga has received due to one man’s spirit of discovery, is a testament to that common thread that binds — while music is a universal language, rhythm came before that, and its scope is wider.


In the midst of writing this, I committed to take some time-off, to return to the Basic Channel universe: The almost physical, visceral weight of the music held me down for a couple of weeks, each day drifting past with old memories, and new discoveries. Around the last day, this mini-adventure culminated in “April” (by Obadikah, a brass band from Lagos, Nigeria) and Ndagga: Anchored by Ernestus’s signature depth of field and dense low-end boom, the music sounded of similar texture to the old catalogue. But it felt as if the forces of nature had colluded to unlock a certain lever at this point. What was it?


Five years ago, I had seen Ndagga Rhythm Force and Mbene Diatta Seck close-up, in session (at the Dekmantel Music Festival). They were a powerful live entity, out in full force, freeing the denser tracks on wax into looser exploratory jams: A serious, whimsical, swinging, emotional ride, like the first time you heard Iggy Pop’s Funhouse. In the peak hour of that nippy evening, the band’s lithe dancer fluttered like a cheerful exorcist, shaking us out of the 4-4 prison we had all got ourselves into over the years, but something deeper too. Across the ether, ranging and rising, Diatta’s voice grabbed me by the scruff of the neck, to hold me close, and fling me across half a magical, painful world — across her continent — where it all admittedly began.  

By: DJ Infrastructur