quête:paradroid

Castanea Records returns with its seventh release, we are talking again about an LP this time signed by Paradroid. The artist is the new entry in the label and returns after a long time with an album that draws a definitely microhouse sound which characterizes him being a pioneer of this genre.
An old school sound unique and characteristic perhaps missing in the market since long. 8 tracks cared in minimum and the high quality details mixed and registered 100% in analog tape.
This icing cannot miss in the disk bag of any connoisseur in gender or non. There will be a novelty even on artwork level, this time we have decided to adapt to release a beautiful gatefold rough collectible cover.

Frankfurt based Paradroid is the infamous hero of the microhouse sound alongside guys like S-max and Fym. He's already been in the scene for quite a while and had releases on labels like Force inc. Music works and Boogizm to name a few.

Strong microhouse like in "the ol' days".

Artwork By: Margret Aurin

„SUMMER 1987 - DATA BITS RACING THROUGH YOUR PROCESSOR. BREAKING INTO THE CYBER WORLD AND TURNING THE WORLD UP SIDE DOWN. THE DAWN OF THE DIGITAL ERA HAS JUST BEGUN AND ITS CORE BRAIN EXPANDZ A HACKING COMMUNITY THAT CHANGES THE C64 WORLD. THE SOFT PIONEER, A LIL TEENAGE HACKING DUDE BLOWS UP THE COMPLETE SCENE BY USING THEIR OWN HACKING WEAPONS AND POINTING THEM AGAINST THEMSELVES. THE RESULT IS AN ANGRY FREAKED OUT CONSPIRACY TO KILL THE SOFT PIONEER. THE HUNT HAS JUST STARTED...“

'New limited 12” from XCPT posse coming under label headz new alias: Sativa Club. Three tracks exploring a wide spectrum of jungle inspired club music.

Phonato Riddim spreads instantly a bulging bag of breaks merged harmonically with heavyweight drum patterns, room quaking subs, and synapse bending vocal samples emerging forcefully from hazy soundscapes. Sound of Silence opens the flip side in a beatless smoky environment where blurry hypnotic frequencies quickly get squashed in a rolling drum break. Finally, the 176 bpm full-throttle payoff of Amen Drake: slabs of processed amens, paradroid percussions, gently layered synth lines and fucked up wet-dream vocals.

Hypnotic dubwise galore on both sides.'