Monthly Archives: September 2015

dan parkinson

staying loosely with 3.45rpm a little while longer, here’s a little something exquisite and elegant from Dan Parkinson entitled ‘and from the deepest valley, I soar’ – an improvised piano piece marked out by its craft, expressiveness and sheer balance … Continue reading

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osmiroid

news of more cutting room cuties from those lathe loving dudes over at 3.45rpm, this ‘un from Osmiroid  is a real head burner, a one sided 12 inch lathe replete with all manner of insert gubbins limited to just 17 … Continue reading

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the preservation society

Long time visitors to these pages will be all too aware of our undying affection for Gerry Anderson’s live action late 60’s / early 70’s TV show ‘UFO’ – Barry Gray’s uber funky wiggy and jiggy lounge lilted soundtrack was … Continue reading

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irene and the disappointments

with the anniversary of Mr Peel’s untimely passing approaching, we’d like to think he’d be quite smitten of this delightful sortie by Irene and the Disappointments, not least because aside the fact that ‘Hugs’ comes pre-swooned with a vocal unlike … Continue reading

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steso

Incoming from Steso something quite attractively tranquil in the shape of ‘Mjorkabarn’. You might recall us falling head over heels for this lots ‘Kav’ at the close of last year sometime, I’m not rightly sure whether we ever got copies … Continue reading

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sexwitch

As previously advertised Natasha Khans’ latest listening groove is a collaboration with various Toy dudes and producer Dan Carey, they’re called Sexwitch and they have a limited self titled full length through echo just out which features, we believe, a … Continue reading

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jane weaver

Frankly if there’s ever the occasion that puzzled looks or words of disagreement are hitherto witnessed or heard when Jane Weaver holds court upon our turntable, they are usually met with the disapproving stare. Ask the junior set for they … Continue reading

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