This weekend Seeks found itself soundtracking the wonderful micro-festival Benfest in the beautiful Cotswolds, not much survived other than these two fragments of Ade seeks’ hazy Saturday morning breakfast opener. It’s be a shame not to share them with you.
In his most recent mixes for Seeks Music Chris has given us his take on indie dance, explored deep and dreamy house music and shown us that vocals can be cool in dance music. This month, there is no specific theme apart from bringing all these elements together with the indie tinged and all round wonkiness of Rebolledo and Superpitcher (who also also perform together as the even stranger Pachanga Boys), the beautifully dreamy opener from Taloboman (John Talabot and Axel Boman) and plenty of wonderful vocals throughout from the likes of Qtier, Julienne Dessagne (half of Saschienne and otherwise known as the Fantastic Twins) and David Harks.
A golden era for modern psychedelic music is upon us. I worshiped at the temples of both Thee Oh Sees and King Gizzard within a few weeks of each other and acknowledged how lucky we are. So much good music and so many drummers! So strap on your prism glasses and settle in then for this 30th edition of the Antiswarm featuring a lot of long, languorous futuristic psyche in all sorts of genres and spanning 6 decades. Enjoy
Considering your average underground dance music aficionado is more likely to stick forks in their ears than subject them to ‘vocal house music’, this might seem a strange theme for Chris Bassett to pursue. He assures us however, this isn’t a mix of wall to wall funky vocal house ‘bangers’, but instead he feels the vocal elements in each of his selections add a certain ‘je ne sais quoi’ to transform a track into something altogether more interesting and alluring to the ears.
Stick your headphones on and take in these ‘voices’ from the hypnotic to the dark and moody to the uplifting to the downright strange, with tracks from Howling, Stimming, Hyenah and Tim Green.
Like an explosion of lime and mint in your ear. Like sleeping on a cloud. Like getting lost in a world that doesn’t exist.