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In The Beginning There Was Jack.

and here’s the famous a cap­pella from 1987.

Nico Purman | Funk Forest

13.10.2010 |  by Ado  |  House music  |  ,  |  Feel free to reply  |  Share

JUG | Moors — Agnès Advantage Federer Mix">Mark Henning & JUG | Moors — Agnès Advantage Federer Mix

09.10.2010 |  by Ado  |  House music  |  , ,  |  Feel free to reply  |  Share

Luomo | She-center

09.10.2010 |  by Ado  |  House music  |  ,  |  Feel free to reply  |  Share

Jacob London | Regular Absorbancy

29.09.2010 |  by Peter  |  House music, Minimal Techno, Music, Techno Music  |  Feel free to reply  |  Share

Baby Ford | Disconoddy

22.09.2010 |  by Ado  |  House music  |  ,  |  1 Comment  |  Share

1992 – yaman!

Dapayk Solo | Back To Me

19.09.2010 |  by Peter  |  House music, Minimal Techno, Music  |  Feel free to reply  |  Share

Soul Center | A Good One

19.09.2010 |  by Peter  |  Electronic Music, House music, Music  |   |  Feel free to reply  |  Share

Cesar Merville & Pablo Cahn-Speyer | Tribute

Hold onto your hats! Mak­ing their debut appear­ance on Cadenza, Cesar Mer­veille & Pablo Cahn-Speyer touch down like a cyclone, with two percussion-heavy cuts that pay homage to the glo­ries of vin­tage mambo.

Cesar has quickly made a name for him­self with releases on Cir­cus Com­pany, Seri­al­ism, Safari Elec­tron­ique and oth­ers, with his “Chocopop Jazz”—released under the name Cesar Maravillas—making a huge splash in 2008. This is Pablo’s first release, but the London-based pair is already well known for res­i­den­cies at T-Bar, where their col­or­ful, upbeat sets pro­vide a sound­track per­fectly cal­i­brated for the feel-good hedo­nism of some of London’s most cel­e­brated parties.

Trib­ute,” already known to club­bers as a high­light of Luciano’s recent sets, is a killer fusion of old and new, splic­ing vin­tage sam­ples from golden-age salsa into a stomp­ing groove that’s as chunky as a pair of high-heeled wedges. It all starts out as a stripped-down, high­step­ping drum track, punc­tu­ated by sexy, pri­mal whoops. But that ain’t the half of it. In come spooky flutes, flut­ter­ing sax and the rush of crowd noise, with an irre­sistibly funky jazz break build­ing ten­sion. Before long, the bandleader’s call­ing out the dance, chant­ing and singing. Horns are blar­ing, piano pump­ing, con­gas rolling. It’s a ver­i­ta­ble hur­ri­cane of African, Caribbean and Euro­pean musi­cal tra­di­tions, and any­thing that isn’t tied down will soon be soar­ing above the dancefloor.