GOLF CHANNEL return with a limited session straight from the sex dungeon.
S&M never hurt so good...
Golf Channel Recordings News
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Following on from their hard hitting previous release 'Quarantine', East London's Phil Passera & Chieka Ononye deliver their 4th release as PAYFONE on New York's Golf Channel Recordings.
A side Catholic Central emerges from a dark street corner to bloom into a moody synth and bass heavy rhythm, before colliding with a disco riff that could have easily been borrowed from the master tapes of late 1970's Atlanta outfit Brick.
Featuring the vocal style of Argentinian Pia Gonzalez Antar, who in confession recalls the dark dynamic of a relationship with a previous lover many years her senior.
The room shaking B side comes courtesy of d'Marc Cantu's 'HAZE MIX' that delivers a pounding late night electronic soul voyage.Cantu has been releasing genre defying records since the late 2000's, and performs as one third of JaKbeat super group X2 alongside Traxx & JTC. 
Golf Channel every time !
Finally the dudes behind the fantastic Hell Yeah recordings step out into the limelight on their own with their debut EP of on Golf Channel. And what a debut !
Tracks range from blissful, boogie influenced house music (Adriatic Bolt) to the 1992 style Primal Scream psychedelic chugging banger (Quando) via sunny acid (Quiet Force) and deep emotional vocal led ambience (I Don't Care Who You Are).
Just as you'd expect from the amazing sounds their label has put out over the years, this ep is uncategoriseable in the best possible way We look forward to hearing more from the aptly titled Balearic Gabba Sound System, this is just an aperitivo, or is it a selection of antipasti...either way, it leaves you ready for the next course.
Golf Channel every time !
A booming clavinet led banger from everyone's favourite disco uncles, Eric Duncan and Dean Meredith.Heavy on the lasers and scything hi hats with a bassline as deep as you’d expect from these fellers.Marcellus' trademark sound is all over his remix - sultry rhodes and sweet, driving funk, and The Central Executives version strips it to the bone, revealing not a skeleton but a robot.
A robot playing a fucking saxophone! Rock on, dudes.
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