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The Future Starts There
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Trash Timpani
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Future RX
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Chartreuse Trajectory
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Backflip
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Future Bossa
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Breath Tulip
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Future Petrichor
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Dig / Dug
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Machine Rain
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( future )
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A Word On The Future
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Japanese Neon
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Fah Netherlands
I make tunes and that's it really.
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supported by 18 fans who also own “Future RX”
Questionmarks stands quite unusual next to EOD's other stuff(what I have listened to) with a more tense and a different feel. As usual the rhythm- phrases or layers are really listenable on their own and then the harmony that comes from the soloing bit still works for me. The tension or pace makes it sound better. Hard to say which my favorite track, All 6 are pretty good.
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supported by 18 fans who also own “Future RX”
This album is great but Silk Smuggler goes so hard, it has me jumpin
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featured on Bandcamp Radio Aug 7, 2018
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Day Fleit / Nite Fleit
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From the peerless Steel City Dance Discs comes the great debut from Nite Fleit full of throbbing, propulsive, sometimes eerie dance music.
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A pulse-quickening new single from London DJ & producer Kristy Harper packed with pounding dance rhythms.
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supported by 17 fans who also own “Future RX”
I see a grip of EOD tracks, I buy. Simple. One of my fav Rephlex alumni holistically homegrown sound & sequence wizards. A lush lord, a 24 speed frisky gear spinner, a hoot and a holler and a warm bass ‘n breaks breakfast in bed bewildering tapestry of sprites and wingdings. A melted, hot-tip prod into a padded gymnasium fashioned with chutes, ladders and inter dimensional strobe foam pits. And there’s a doorman along the way to provide the obligatory steamed towel and mints.
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