Available: 15th December 2020
Sheffield production // DJ trio Denham Audio , make their Lobster Theremin debut with an incredible 5 tracker of breaks and bass, backed with a club fuelled remix from Lobster family regular Maruwa. EP opener ‘Feel The Panic’ sets the pace, crunchy drums with scorching acid basslines and old rave esque vocal hooks, merging into a dancefloor driven weapon.
‘Volt’ injects a punch, chopped up drum sequences with floating vocals and pulsating synth lines, one for the early hours of the dance. On the flip side Denham Audio leads with a drum driven roller ‘Bobby Wobbler’, breaks and beats soar and transform into a weighty number.
‘Check 1’ blends classic rave esque sound pallets with punchy kick drums and clean, crisp synth lines. Maruwa’s remix of ‘Check 1’ showcases her incredible ability to create productions destined to do the business in the clubs, hands in the air pads play gracefully with the drum elements from the original production. This one is for the ravers.
a1. Denham Audio - Feel The Panic
a2. Denham Audio - Volt
b1. Denham Audio - Bobby Wobbler
b2. Denham Audio - Check 1
b3. Denham Audio - Check 1 (Maruwa Remix)
Available: 15th January 2021
Tim Reaper makes his Lobster Theremin main label debut with a killer EP of jungle, DNB, and fast-paced soulful 4/4 techno. London-based DJ/producer Tim Reaper is an artist whose output over the last few years has been nothing but spectacular, releasing record after record of huge jungle and breakbeat for labels such as 7th Storey Projects, Repertoire, Meditator Music and Parallax Recordings, as well as his own standout Globex Corp and Future Retro imprints. His latest outing ‘Cityscapes’ on Lobster Theremin delves deep into his core sound and influences, with head high jungle breaks alongside chest rattling bass and 2-step laden grooves.
The A-side glides from the classic glacial synths and breaks on title track Cityscapes’ to the euphoric pitched up techno-hardcore of ‘Sequence 2’. Flipping over and straight into the minor scale 80’s soundtrack arpeggiations of ‘Make It Real’, loaded up with a whole ton of rave tropes, fills and melodic flourishes. Rounding out the EP is the 4/4 jungle of ‘(I Can) Feel It’, a light drifting groove layered over with undulating kicks and ethereal 90’s synth. A low-key liquid ending to this tour de force four-tracker of UK jungle.
a1. Tim Reaper - Cityscapes
a2. Tim Reaper - Sequence 2
b1. Tim Reaper - Make It Real
b2. Tim Reaper - (I Can) Feel It
Firing straight outta the heart of Belgium comes a long awaited batch of euphoric, internet-curdled club missiles from Supreems.
Having been sat marinating on Youtube channels and Soundcloud streams alike for a good 24 months, al three tracks have taken on even more pertinence and depth, coming at the end of a fractured and startled year of world events.
Diving straight in, Untitled is a siren-sounded race into the heavily shadowed inner sanctum of a dark, skyscraper plagued city. All crushed drum work and soaring, burned-out Juno lines.
Flipping over, PGesus wraps stepped 'n' skittering electro drums around a dusty, processed core of punctured acid and cascading glacial synth melodies. Like slowly melting ice on a pulsating warm body.
And lastly an ode to the love we lost. A slow-building euphoric house excursion in the shape of Us Together. An ever-lasting memory, or a dream, or maybe both, tied together by a forever nostalgia and retained in the mind and heart until the embers and the lights have gently gone out.
For Victor Arts.
b2. Us Together
Release Date: December 2016
A slow burning showcase of slowly evolving sonic substances and memories; a dense fog on a barren land steadily revealing the artefacts and objects hidden behind rocks and beneath the shadows; a static art piece hanging for months in a gallery rarely visited, allowed to decay into a beautiful immersive, solitary existence.
This release is mastered and cut by Rashad Becker in two parts, pressed onto heavy 180g wax with an LSS logo hand-stamped centre, encased in a black matte silver screen-printed sleeve, including a B&W matte A6 postcard insert.
After releasing one of Lobster Theremin's biggest EPs in the shape of 'Rules', we're please to finally see Panthera Krause back in the Lobster den with a trippy, head-spinning white label of lucid house and acid.
Drawing from a spectrum of electronic-island tropes blended with early 90's rave, Krause develops the chunky MPC-led sound of that first EP by adding layers of shimmer synth work, clanging piano samples, intergalactic acid processing and proper brain-churning drones from beyond the purple sea.
b1. John Doe
Having broken the barrier for murky skewed house with his 2014 white label 'A Place Called Ballacid', Hungarian scene founder S Olbricht returns with a full album on Lobster Theremin that channels his distinct brand of thumping, sludgy techno, weaving through repetitive drone-laden ambient and Hague-esque escape soundtrack house.
'For Perfect Beings' is a sound-palette tour de force, pickin' 'n' mixing tempos and tonal balances that shift throughout each track and side of vinyl. Which strangely starts on a 12" LP slab and ends with a pseudo 'bonus' 10" two track experiment.
c1. Ovacrwded (fast)
c2. Ovacrwded (slow)
After a tropical storm powered by gaming-vengeance battered the long lost Secret Island, our young protagonist DJ Sonikku - ruffled but not deterred, having drifted for months on a bird-nested raft - finds himself landing on the shores of New York City. Megadrive chip intact, mates along for the ride, and a half century of electronic heritage soaked up in a flash - All My Friends is the culmination of Sonikku's mental and spiritual journey into his own version of a hyperreal NYC.
a1. Chemical Plant
a2. Sand Oasis
b1. Untitled (Club Use)
Release Date: August 2016
The green moon rises over the freshly scorched post-apocalyptic Earth, as one last droid emerges from the mass wreckage of the last crumpled city. That droid is Neon X.
Snow Bone returns to LT with another ferocious four-track EP, following on from his Remote Viewer EP, Mystic Vision black label and Black Patterns LP from last year.
Tape-driven techno never got it so hard.. This time driving the desk with stress-pelting rave alarms, scuffed & crunchin' city-escape bass lines, scattered snare-morphed-into-laser modular experiments and hissed-up mix-downs to melt any and all sound systems.
a1. Neon X
b2. Love Is A Stranger
Release Date: August 2016
Lobster Theremin finally welcome back one of the original LT fam, with Imre Kiss taking the reigns for a full on raw-power white label.
With two lucid and hazy releases for LT in his wake, plus an excellent contribution to the Proto Sites catalogue, Imre finally returns with a rough and overdriven in-the-dance EP of floor-crushing fire.
Never is an up-tempo late-night stomp from the night bus exit through dark estate alleys, dogs barking into the long night, soundtracked by percussive late night synth meddling and rumpeting drum patterns that shift and shake.
Taking a lower slung approach, Stateless is a hard-welded fusion of Detroit techno pads and 2-step bass heavy throbs. Absolute cracked-speaker material and one that wouldn't be out of place in a 2010 London basement.
Taking the flip-side solo, Untitled closes out the EP in destructive style, showcasing the heaviest and more crushing side of Imre's productions. The eerie caressing flanger sets the unnerving tone, slowly oscillating over crunched-up kicks. Another massive blown-out bass-line precedes a creepy vocal whisper and more mid-heavy percussive artefacts that crackle and snap a wavy, drifting pad that lingers it's way anonymously into the mix.
The Lobster white label series finally gets back into gear with a sublime five-track scorcher from core London member Luke Palmer aka Ozel AB.
After firing some deafening shots with last year's Crimes EP - which burrowed deep into some seriously trippy and journey'd house, techno and acid -Valis sees Palmer develop those evolving arrangement ideas across five very different soundboards that bring his signature brain-fuzzed deepness, rubbery acid and dubbed-out sound design to the fore.
Allejo is the morphing club slayer, built on a stack of crystalline synths that slowly breakaway into a gutter full of tumbling basslines and shuttered chord stabs. Proper heat that's been battered by the LT fam since early last year.
Down The Cut is a deep and mysterious cut, channeling Palmer's knack for paranoid atmospheres and suspended tension into a cloak 'n' dagger style spy pursuit. All moving shadows and shifting figures under late night lamp light.
Built around a bubbling and squelching synth loop, Glow is the central ambient skit providing a pivot point and gateway to the flip-side of the EP, where live favourite and full extended jam Stoosh 95 opens proceedings. Almost a forgotten 90's classic - if it wasn't pitched down to a dragging, groove-soaked tempo - this is Ozel AB in his most dangerous state. Forever building layers of grooves and percussive teasing, punctuated by small spoken word whispers and ending in utter euphoric bliss from the lush, sun-gleaned synths to the chopped vocal wails. File under big time room-crusher.
Then rounding out the proceedings is the prickly Needler. Broken air con-esque blasts of foggy noise crash over a camel-humped bass-line and more late night contemplative pad work, which does a full about turn into a final minute of hazy London garage. Another little surprise to keep the toes tickled 'til next time.
a2. Down The Cut
b1. Stoosh 95
Sand-blasted productions that curdle and bake with the treatment of valve-driven machinery, steadily condensing ideas on a window pane in Todmorden.
Both Kerb Hits and Hyowl tread familiar Hedge Maze territory; coated in hazy noise, rumbling along in a hap-hazardous late night stagger and drawing melodic elements from the radiance of passing street lamps.
Ourca finds Hedge Maze in mask and flippers, diving below the light and into the darkness of the Pacific where only the blue and killer whales reside. Calling out from the void and feeding the racing heartbeat of the terrified and wondered observer.
Interlude is the closing masterpiece. An elevator refrain heard a thousand times reimagined for end-of-the-night slow dance usage. A club-cleanse born out of an opposing idea. Swaying as one or as two or as three or more. The curtain drawing on the final act.
a1. Kerb Hits
Steve Murphy presents his new acid and industrial-tinged techno project, The Night Flyer, on Lobster Theremin's cryptic black label imprint.
A fear-addled chill seething down the spine and a machine-grinding, acid terror-bird emerging from the deep night, The Night Flyer is an expectedly dark take on the seedier end of technoid nightmares, while hanging a distinctly cold (wave?) atmosphere over cobbled, crushed analogue structures.
'All Wrong' romps along with a tweeting-to-growling 303 stuttering over an undulating, jugular bothering drum pattern, with a pitched down sleazy refrain hollering into the night from an abandoned telephone booth. Crowbar electronics, new wave drum cracking and pure evil electro vibes emanate from B1 'The Girls Shoot To Kill', while title track 'The Night Flyer' channels a lucid, modular-aping Terrence Dixon electronic gloop over a shadow-chasing Roland workout.
a1. All Wrong
b1. The Girls Shoot To Kill
b2. The Night Flyer
Drawing off the sound of his earlier work, the Space Loop EP mashes together the more ambiguously low pass-filtered style of ambient house with the thumping and racheting sounds of space station manoeuvring, interstellar mechanics and cloud-skimming high-altitude plane excursions.
Locked in a rotating motion all of it's own, Space Loop builds layers of space dust, Earth-beamed transmissions and NASA ramblings alongside distorted rhythmic hat work and throbbing kick 'n' bass.
RV Jam takes the same formula but applies a shedload of heaving swing into the mix plus a delay-drenched crystalline-cave synth pattern that echoes into the night throughout the Southern Icelandic region under the Northern Lights.
Lastly, Filter Dub sees two outings for the release. The Tissu-leaning Original Mix buzzes with rippling acid lines and more dub-delayed pads and skittering percussion on a smooth mix-down. Whilst the LT-preferred Hard Mix ramps up the percussive medley for a more intense and raw assault of drums and textures.
a1. Space loop
a2. RV Jam
b1. Filter Dub #2 (Original Mix)
nthng returns with a mysterious white label hint at the near future.. A very special hand-stamped vinyl sampler containing two tracks from his forthcoming 3LP album on Lobster Theremin plus the long-awaited remastered release of Untitled (Human Pt. II). Effusive, ambient techno shrouded in a warm melancholy haze.
a1. Untitled (Human Pt II)
b1. Vision Us
b2. In The Afterglow
The spirit of US house genres raises it's head once again, fuelled by a raw, scorched-earth production aesthetic coming from the deepest lair of the Italian producer. Expect hyper-filtered acid techno, crunching drum-work and heaving, bleeping beat downs.
a1. One Last Shot
a2. Sky (Rough Mix)
b1. Richard's Revenge
Taking a purely scorched-earth approach to production, Longhorn finds Daze on typically reverent but ever-more pounding form. Pushing the limits of acceptable lo-fi techno and crushing everything underfoot into one bass-addled debris-strewn mush.
a1. Daze - Longhorn
a2. Daze - Tool
b1. Daze - Oil Rig
Brutalist techno beat-down from the heart of the Canary Islands, Gilmer Galibard finally comes through with a massive techno four-tracker for the LT Black Label series. Showcasing a rugged production style, GG manages to simultaneously sound like a palm tree-crushing bulldozer whilst keeping the rhythms and grooves undulating under booted foot.
a1. Gilmer Galibard - Bell Blocker
a2. Gilmer Galibard - Brain Poacher
b1. Gilmer Galibard - TTT
b2. Gilmer Galibard - Unknown Touch
Channeling the spirit of Chicago, Detroit and New York in a dash through long-buried catacombs to find the lost pads of yore, Qnete imbues his sound with melodies so jacking yet so yearning that they belie his young age and short discography.
Melancholy moods come and go like waves of a fever, leaving us confused and isolated, yet somehow comforted by the overriding desire and optimism left over. A release for the secret lovers, the lost individuals and anyone who's ever been caught dancing in the dark alone.
a1. Qnete - A Luv Jam
a2. Qnete - I Might Be Wrong
b1. Qnete - Dresden