Te Puke Thunder is one of New Zealand’s oldest and most sought after cannabis strains.
Hailing from the volcanic regions of New Zealand, Te Puke Thunder is prized for its larger buds and higher potency. Gaining popularity in the 70s, the polyploid plant succeeded in becoming a well renowned strain and was notably displayed in a number of Amsterdam coffee shops.
New Zealand authorities believe they have successfully wiped out the majority, if not all, possible trails for the whereabouts of the venerable strain. Some believe there may not be a single seed left with the unmatched genetics of the original Te Puke Thunder strain.
If any old timers are still growing it, please contact idwtrecordings@gmail.com - we would love to talk.
For now, the hunt for the elusive strain lives on…
A1. Chaos In The CBD & Jon Sable - Mahia Madness
A2. Chaos In The CBD - Coral Castle
B1. Chaos In The CBD & Jon Sable - Te Puke Thunder
Chaos In The CBD return to In Dust We Trust with Brainstorm, a twelve inch with 4 new cuts delving deeper into their take on dub-influenced house. Kicking things off on the A1 is ‘Echolocation’, a track whose groove has you locked from the first bar, subtly building with warm stabs and rhythmic vocals to draw the dance floor in deeper.
‘Liquid Experience’ fuses together dubby low end textures with light meditative melodies for a beautiful slice of ambient dub house.
On the B side, the title track ‘Brainstorm’ - a collaboration with fellow Kiwi ‘Mongo Skato’, is an addictive 7 minute gem that takes you on an immersive journey. Fusing quintessential house hooks with jazz elements, resulting in something truly contemporary.
‘Mind Massage’ closes out the EP with a hazy and comforting groove, creating the perfect tool to set the mood on discerning dance floors.
Down the long driveway at the end of Second Avenue is a single story abode perched on a cliff overlooking the water. The timber constructed house built in the 1950s, is surrounded by native pohutukawa trees whose bright red coloured flowers are mimic'ed by the window frames and detailing of the exterior. As you walk down the narrow path along the side of the property, you can peer into the studio and catch a glance of an older man working away at his desk. Surrounded by books, records and CDs he will be drafting plans by hand for his next project. Continue along the path and reach the edge of the cliff — watch your step as you go down the decaying staircase and arrive at a small landing lapping in the waves of the harbour.
This record is dedicated to my grandfather Jack and the house he built.
