A grimy organ-house stepper from Lahox puts all niceties aside and blasts up the place, aided and abetted by stinging 8-bit synths and lyrics scooped from the gutter. From the first drop Lahox is in tunnel vision mode, that killer bassline striding across the scene with serious intent. The oscillating rhythms quivering in the background…

When it all falls down, who you gonna call now? The answer is Roc Dubloc, Israel’s finest showing why he’s caught the attention of Hardwell and Fedde le Grand by providing playful sunshine grooves, injecting them with 8-bit spark to take the track to the moon, and firing jet engine surges underneath. This gathering together…

Fronted by a curfew-breaking hoodlum on vocals, SRLKLLA comes out swinging, on the run with a slingshot full of bass as sirens ring all around. Dismantling dancefloors with an opening melody declaring playtime is over, the masked madman starts tipping over speakers like dominos, delivering diesel-guzzling beats and an ear-shredding synth squawk with a manic…

With the strained pleas of Zhiko caught in the clutches of Albert Breaker, lying in wait with mean and moody builds, ‘Can’t Help Myself’ starts on the brink before opening up into Euro-house full of fire and fizz. A scientific-sounding electro melody goes heavy on the treble, sparked into a seesaw-like motion and throwing off…

Fast-rising German producer Schrandy drops dancefloor knowledge and aims to become a name that you won’t forget in a hurry. Rocking foundations with juddering rhythms ricocheting around speakers like a giant game of bass-house pinball, call-n-response vocals encourage all participants to start twerking like a jackhammer as Schrandy unleashes his inner animal. Colourful but deadly…

Fully focused on the opening of festival floodgates, TETSU and Sam Welch go in with eyes and ears wide open for a collaboration flowing with computerized ease but with heart very much on sleeve. TETSU’s management of dramatic, simmering beats, striking piano keys damningly, and Welch’s decisive vocals that won’t be fooled again, complete with…

Deeper – profound, thoughtful, meaningful. ‘Deeper’ by SRLKLLA – none of the above. What you’re getting is the kind of grimly insistent bassline that makes speakers shit themselves, and a chainsaw rhythm that would get Pennywise putting his gloves in the air. Add a haunting riff on the breakdown sounding like a Ouija Board up…