Top 100 Chart placements for Gordo Trax
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Lidvall lands on Gordo Trax with an EP that distils whats made him one of the most prolific, in-demand producers of recent years: a singular voice, unmistakable sound design and unapologetic bite. This is character, front and centre. The journey kicks off with Defeated, all magnetic tension and forward thrust, before burrowing into the pressure cooker of Vault, where impact and atmosphere lock like precision parts. Nameless Endless tightens the spiral with a faceless, hypnotic momentum, and No Plan B snaps the floor to attention—decisive, focused, sweat on the ceiling. The mantra arrives with What Are You Waiting For: a hook that bites and returns, a functional earworm built for late hours and hard turns. Finally, Finalversion3 reshapes the title cut into a remix of expansive pressure—air opened up, edges sharpened—primed for the decisive moment in the set. Essential Lidvall: muscle and detail, head and gut, identity over fashion. High-grade techno with a signature all its own.
A long-time friend of the family finally steps onto the label. Yoikol arrives with a record of renewed classicism: elegant, cyclical patterns; hypnotic flow; round, satisfying contours that carry weight without shouting. Its techno for heads who cherish tradition — refreshed with present-tense poise and detail. From the poised tension of Lluvia Persistente to the lift and ache of Felicidad Fugaz, the ritual depth of Voces Trascendentales desde el Abismo and the sinuous push of El Camino Serpentea, the originals share a single vocabulary: breathing grooves, warm low-end, and motifs that lodge quietly then refuse to leave. Closing the circle, Argentine producer Pakard signs two reroutes: one minimal, modern groove tool that meters pressure with surgical restraint, and one futurist, off-the-grid broken-techno take that tilts the axis while keeping the core intact. Lluvia Persistente is continuity made current — functional elegance with character, like rainfall that never lets up yet always refreshes. A long-time friend of the family finally steps onto the label. Yoikol arrives with a record of renewed classicism: elegant, cyclical patterns; hypnotic flow; round, satisfying contours that carry weight without shouting. Its techno for heads who cherish tradition — refreshed with present-tense poise and detail. Argentine producer Pakard signs two reroutes: one minimal, modern groove tool that meters pressure with surgical restraint, and one futurist, off-the-grid broken-techno take that tilts the axis while keeping the core intact.