Thessaloniki is a hotbed of electronic talent. Tendts are testament to this. The triumvirate of brothers Christos and Fotis Papadakis, joined by guitarist Elias Smilios, have carved out a truly unique sound. Blending disdainful punk with synthpop sheen, the group arrive at the Bordello with Ghost Boys. Cymbals crash in the title piece, a lone key circling percussive precipitation before rich guitar strings bring balance and ballast. The song, an emotionstripped story of missed opportunities and narrowing prospects, is sensitive and sharp; an emblazoned anthem to the lost and forgotten. Distilled down to a powerful essence, the radio version focuses on the throaty message, meandering synth melody, and smoky strings. Lauer steps in for remix duties, dipping the original into a blue acidelectro syrup before it reemerges as a freshfaced reimagining, its chorus lanced with vocoders while a minimal melody simmers beneath Chicagostyle knob twists. Taking another direction, Boys Shorts melt brokenbeat revelry into their countrymens original. Smilios guitar riff becomes a central column around which samples spin and house warmth emanates. Sheer quality from needle drop.

Thessaloniki is a hotbed of electronic talent. Tendts are testament to this. The triumvirate of brothers Christos and Fotis Papadakis, joined by guitarist Elias Smilios, have carved out a truly unique sound. Blending disdainful punk with synthpop sheen, the group arrive at the Bordello with Ghost Boys. Cymbals crash in the title piece, a lone key circling percussive precipitation before rich guitar strings bring balance and ballast. The song, an emotionstripped story of missed opportunities and narrowing prospects, is sensitive and sharp; an emblazoned anthem to the lost and forgotten. Distilled down to a powerful essence, the radio version focuses on the throaty message, meandering synth melody, and smoky strings. Lauer steps in for remix duties, dipping the original into a blue acidelectro syrup before it reemerges as a freshfaced reimagining, its chorus lanced with vocoders while a minimal melody simmers beneath Chicagostyle knob twists. Taking another direction, Boys Shorts melt brokenbeat revelry into their countrymens original. Smilios guitar riff becomes a central column around which samples spin and house warmth emanates. Sheer quality from needle drop.

Hey Cabrera! is back at Bordello. Following on from Italo Void, this time he arrives with two friends and fellow countrymen in tow: Marta Paradise, the duo of Paolo Ancona and Davide Pozzovivo. A shared passion for the analogue riches of the 1980s cements this new partnership, a passion fully captured in the bold synthlines and heady grooves of Go By Night. Bodies swirl in the fog of Stasera No. Glittering melodies float above clean beats, shifts swooping and tucking before the unmistakable vocals of Fred Ventura smoulder. The mood drops from disco to basement as Go Ahead takes hold. Those addictive hooks remain central, but now theyre teased by breathy samples, orchestral rinses and thick basslines. Whistle blasts and cowbell rumbles introduce the flip. Bright and luminous, vocoder verses carry this latenight rave straight into sunrise. Tempos fall for the close. Fragile drum patterns form a base from which machined and spoken words intertwine with bubbling 303 lines. A record that captures every moment of the night.

For almost two decades, Igor Skafar has honed a own unique sound. Warm and nostalgic, the Slovenian artist melts unctuous analogue tones with subtle percussive patterns. This palette is at the heart of Ichisans fifth appearance on Bordello A Parigi.

For almost two decades, Igor Skafar has honed a own unique sound. Warm and nostalgic, the Slovenian artist melts unctuous analogue tones with subtle percussive patterns. This palette is at the heart of Ichisans fifth appearance on Bordello A Parigi.