Unknown, by Unknown Artist

Unknown

by Unknown Artist

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1.	Adicktion (Milf's Edit) 08:52	buy track
2.	Dame Mâture 07:07	buy track
3.	Asstronomy (Fuck Off Edit) 09:09	buy track

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Milf 01 EP

"Some men are at home where others would be scared to tiptoe; Enter MILF Recordings, a new label that mysteriously emerges from nowhere (and everywhere at the same time). Immediately present in the artwork, a sex charged energy, reminiscent of a 80’s - 90’s heyday, intended for mature audiences only. Perhaps it lives on in this latest delivery from our good friend, “UNKNOWN ARTIST.” The opening scene, I mean track… “Adicktion” (Milf’s Edit) - a tough, rolling, disco-esque bassline, somewhat of a theme throughout the release, drives the listener, over shimmering, analog drums that gradually boil over into a synthy intensity, all while you are serenaded to the excited confessions of a sex addict. Track 2, “Dame Mature,” lowering the tempo somehow brings out a more mechanical sensuality in the track’s sampling, blending together voices, and more, over a cutting bassline, that patiently establishes a steady, easy to follow rhythm, which ends with what appears to be cracks of a whip, if that’s something you enjoy. The closing track, “Asstronomy” (Fuck Off Edit), a type of erotic, post apocalyptic outro, through space. More aggressive, and then later sludgy, pulsating, bass tones keep the energy moving, into an interestingly dubby, droning, breakdown, that would surely create some excellent mixing opportunities for any remotely creative DJ, possibly. All around, a solid collection for fans of dark disco edits, that any sweaty, open minded dancefloor would surely embrace, assuming there is a DJ in the building who is capable of wielding such a fiery trio.

A final note, for those who might only have eyes for vulgarity, where there is only music, offering their unsolicited judgment, I ask, how did you get here? Don’t answer that question."