Max Essa
should have moved to Ibiza instead of Japan. The music of the London-bred producer, DJ and remixer sounds much more Balearic than Japanese. Nonetheless his releases under his own name or as a part of projects like Salon d’Herbe, Soirée (with Steve Kotey) or Long Distance Runner are being played in clubs worldwide – at least in those that commit themselves to musical frontier crossing (in terms of what a certain DJ Harvey does).
I just checked the sleeve and this is actually from 1981, but it always takes me back to the days of Lois cords, love bites and Embassy No. 1s.
This goes down very well with chocolate milk and brandy. Beautiful.
This does was it says. Very laid back track from the dutch lads.
Very, very classy track from the sporadically wonderful Mr Alpert. The perfect soundtrack to a bit of «me time».
This is from one of my favourite films of the 80’s, «Diva». A wonderfully still, evocative, and as the title would suggest, sentimental piece of music. Always sets the mood just right.
Large Greek man delivers euro disco bomb. Say no more.
Great record that hasn’t left my record bag since it was released. An anthem for streakers everywhere.
Love this record. It's close to the edge, taste wise but it gets me in the mood.
Wood or concrete this will penetrate floors, walls and ceilings wherever you may live. Dub reggae bass remains the most effective tool for altering your neighbour's sleeping patterns.
This is not the music for a bit of late cruising. This is the soundtrack to high speed driving through provincial European city streets at 3.00 a.m.
Oh Julee, Julee, Julee, it's almost worth the heartache.
Whenever the moment may present itself I always reach for Teddy. Sip some cold, cold wine and enjoy my lover man moves.
When I was younger my mum went through a Neil Diamond phase. For years after I thought this was a song about a casually dressed man of god entitled «Reverend Bluejean». That’s a true story.
There are very few albums I can enjoy in their entirety, but this is one of them. I make a lot of flights between Tokyo and London and this is the perfect distraction from the DVT clot forming in my leg.
I recently bought some new brogues (Grenson). The shop I bought them from had this on while I was there. It was a throughly satisfying experience all round.
I always believe in approaching possibly traumatic situations head on and with a smile. This album by The Cramps would help me see the funny side of any potential paranormal activity.
If I’m in bed I’m asleep. This will not disturb me.
15 minutes of Teutonic disco genius. This works well with virtually any mechanised mass transit system you would care to mention.
Never a very gratifying moment to find one’s self in. The title of this record is so bleak and final it’s hard to believe it came from the pen of the usually happy go lucky Hall & Oates. Maybe if I just played this I wouldn't actually have to say anything at all.
This is an absolutely stunning bit of music. It sounds like something wonderous is going to occur, which is exactly how I like to approach each day!
