Following our brief hiatus, we at 909 felt pent up and ready to release some cataclysmic filth upon our listeners’ ears. Starting proceedings at 140bpm (give or take), our resident fools stumble over one another in a desperate attempt to emulate Objekt – albeit terribly, guiding punters through some of the scattiest riddims since Aphex Twin sat on his drum machine.
Just shy of two and a half hours, the once house leaning partnership of Blowfin & Paramedic have quit the niceties, taken their taps aff and thrown down a host of slanderous electro steamers, barbaric techno cuts and some Ceephax Acid Crew because fuck it, why not?
Shouts J. Marsh on the master.