Timedance

Clasico

Vision Recordings

Nawty Records comes out swinging with a huge compilation covering all ranges of UK Garage. Showcasing a stacked roster of International talent, RaveStation Volume 1 kickstarts a fresh new label curated by Neumonic. This release spans through heavy dark 2-step, club-forward 4x4 anthems and everything in between. There is something for any set in this compilation and these tracks are truly ready for the dancefloor. Distributed by Label Engine - www.label-engine.com

Rebekah Abdeen returns to UTTU for her 3rd EP on the label: TENNIS EP - 3 trax of baddazz breakzzz infused house muzak cementing her place as one to watch for 26! Tennis delivers a high-energy blend of breaks and bass, charting an emotional journey through grit, determination, and moments of euphoria. Where you must go.. an ethereal journey of resistance, an introspection on the beautiful but turbulent paths we must take in the pursuit of our desires. Rounding things off, Mmmmm Ahh VIP revisits the original (released in summer 2025 and widely hyped worldwide!), reworked for 2026 with added tenacious femme energy.

Moveltraxx

MNRK Records LP

NAAFI

Duckplates

You wake up abruptly on cold floorboards, your body aching as if from a great fall. White light floods your vision. Where are you? Last thing you can remember you were hurtling through the Genesis Domain at breakneck speed, but this is definitely somewhere different. As your eyes come into focus you see the hall is grand, intimidatingly opulent. A full house of seated onlookers peers at you expectantly. Youre on a stage, you realize. Flames creep up the walls, engulfing the room and lighting the faces in the audience; the heat is oppressive, but nobody seems to notice. A voice booms out. And now, ladies and gentlemen, the moment youve all been waiting for! Presenting: a performer of great renown all across the land, yours for one night only introducing Tiny bells jangle around your head as you shift your weight, obscuring whatever name the announcer just called out. You try to sit up. The jesters hat tumbles off with a clatter. Not this again, you groan. Your head spins with vertigo. You grimace, trying to remember something. You had just gleaned an urgent and existential truth in the Genesis Domain, but its slipping away now what was it? Off to your left, a whip cracks. The impresario glares at you from the wings, fist clenched around a diamond-encrusted whip, mouthing at you to get up. You try to run, but the weight of an incorporeal authority bears down upon you. The impresario cracks his whip again, an impish smirk forming on his lips. With resignation, you begin to work the room. What else can you do? Tendrils of giggling and gossip creep through your periphery. The heat is suffocating and the smoke stings your eyes, but the show goes on. Remembering your bag of tricks as if from a dream, you raise your hands in the air, invoking the universal call to audience participation. The crowd goes wild. You feel the rush of a familiar thrill. Being the Fool comes naturally to you, you realize, as the palace burns around you. -- Fools Ovation, the new EP from Sepehr, is out on June 12 on Objekts Kapsela imprint.

Nasty Bros

Select Discs

Moods Intl.

EKTA

Nervous Records

K7 Records

Super-Frog Saves Tokyo returns with Insidious: a single that pushes even further into darker, more uncompromising territory, leaning into intense rhythms and distorted machine gun snares — driven by aggressive FM-style percussion, cutting textures, and tightly controlled rhythmic pressure. Completing the package is a remix from Bristol-based producer Naga, delivering a raw and distinctive interpretation that retains the track's underlying tension while expanding its dancefloor impact. With an extended mix rounding off proceedings, Insidious is built as a direct, forceful, and uncompromising peak time moment.

Nasty Bros

Bare Selection

After the bacchanalian feast that was Fluo V, a label-wide celebration of the maximalist energy set deep in Kindergarten's DNA, the imprint returns to its well-trodden split EP format, the clearest distillation of the label's collaborative spirit. On "Final Drive," new ground is broken as Sobolik and georg-i release music together for the first time. Born of longstanding mutual admiration and a budding friendship between the two artists, this project's story began when the internet pen pals met for the first time at a London studio to form the initial ideas for these tracks. Both artists already had a sizable body of collaborative works, and had been fans of each other for several years, trading dubs for touchstone sets at Honcho Campout and Feudal Festival. Their styles slotted together seamlessly, while their contrasting creative temperaments, Sobolik's haphazard flair and georg-i's frenetic precision, fused alchemically as they pushed the music forward in the ensuing months. The resulting tunes are propulsive, intense club tracks with a refreshing embrace of hefty bass-drops. "Forced Induction" pairs insistent, rhythmic synths with big, stompy bass and drums while buried vocal chops and secondary melodies worm their way around the soundscape. "Overtorqued" starts in glassier space, building in intensity around distorted horn sounds before slamming home a huge morphing bassline, stalagmite stabs and a pummelling beat. Higher frequencies make way for the nostril-rattling drum charge as the track progresses before a yearning lead melody folds back into the mix. A proper "let's have it" dancefloor moment at full throttle. Their individual tracks offer a kind of map key for discerning which ideas and elements may have come from who. With "Surface Tension" georg-i leans into a trancy sound palette and a nervous, staccato energy. Filters roll over the mix in a satisfying dance with squelchy, almost tactile, sound design ooze into every corner of the track. Sobolik's "Short Shift", on the other hand, is a big bompty stepper with a blown-out and somehow jaunty bassline, chimes and bells ringing around an illegible robotic vocal sample like a corrupted answer machine message and a recurring swelling of bright light that threatens to swallow up the track. When this falls away at the bass drop's satisfying thwack, the various flourishes shimmer and dance around each other in a mechanical ballet. A meeting of minds and ears to satisfy the cerebral and the somatic in equal measure.