Viennas Patch Professor teams up with PTX Daddy Cool to deliver nuthin' but The Finest..
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www.pressuretraxx.com

PREMIERE: Paul Walter & Arno - Paularner - The Finest [PTXS014]

the driver

THE DRIVER by brawther (snippet)

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https://lescale-recordings.fanlink.to/REHCORB_SIMULASCRUM-EP

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Premiere : Rehcorb - Simulascrum (LR019)

https://salinrecords.bandcamp.com/album/eddi-shkiper-le-reveur-ep

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Premiere : Eddi Shkiper - Allure (SALINDEEP2)

Produced by BUGGI and Lex Lueger.
Mastered by Kevin McHugh from Valence Studio in NYC.

SOUND DEALER

Anonimat are back on the Melody Of the Soul with a stunning summer track titled 'Shibuya'. This standout track takes listeners on an emotional journey through deep grooves and lush melodies. 

Follow: @weareanonimat / @melodyofthesoul

Premiere: Anonimat - Shibuya [Melody Of The Soul]

Used

Here comes the second release of the vinyl only label D'Julz established with the Yoyaku crew.

D'Julz -In Progress (JV02-A)

Gregg Dunsmore - Space Travel (Orginal Mix)

Release Date - 18/05/20

Buy It Now - https://greggdunsmore.bandcamp.com/album/space-travel-ep

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Premiere : Gregg Dunsmore - Space Travel [BANDCAMP]

https://howlrecord.bandcamp.com/album/va-hwlsdva-2

here is the long-awaited album, many artists, many friends from different nations, different cultures and genres united by the groove.

Heimyl - HWLSDVA [DDA] 16bit 44kHz MASTER

Buy:
https://valentincalin.bandcamp.com/track/out-of-nothing

Valentin Calin - Out Of Nothing

Paris, early ‘90s. The city was a schizophrenic beast—half-glamour, half-decay—where raves exploded like molotov cocktails in abandoned warehouses and smoke-filled basements. It was beautiful chaos. Somewhere in the thick of it was Julien Veniel, better known as D’Julz, spinning records with the focus of a surgeon and the cool detachment of someone who had seen it all.
Then came New York, 1993. A city that didn’t sleep but didn’t really dream either, at least not back then. Veniel—young, hungry, and too talented to ignore—found himself in the depths of sweaty dancefloors, perfecting his craft like a prizefighter working the heavy bag. The kicks were tighter, the grooves deeper, and his sound—dub-infused, stripped-down, relentless—started to carve its way into the foundations of house and techno.
But Paris called him back. By 1997, he was behind the decks at the Rex Club, launching Bass Culture, a night that would quietly and ruthlessly become one of the most enduring parties in dance music. You could feel it in the air, heavy with smoke and sweat: something was happening. And week after week, D’Julz delivered. The music wasn’t just played; it was installed into your brain, a groove so potent it hijacked your nervous system.
The production side came next. 20:20 Vision, Ovum ,Circus Company. Robsoul. ,Rekids. Big labels, underground credibility. Tracks and remixes that hit like slow-burning dynamite—deceptively simple, brutally effective. DJs hoarded his records like they were holding nuclear launch codes.
Then there was Circoloco—DC10 . Ibiza’s sacred asylum for the beautifully deranged. D’Julz became a fixture for 7 years, a reliable madman behind the decks, controlling both the main room and the red terrace like a general marching his troops to the brink of delirium. His sets were measured doses of euphoria and dread, dubby basslines colliding with pulsing techno rhythms, all delivered with a sly grin and the calm of someone who knew.
By 2009, Bass Culture Records was born. A label as lean and unforgiving as its founder—no fluff, no filler, just raw, stripped-back house and techno that knew where it came from and where it was going. Over 70 releases later, it’s clear: D’Julz doesn’t miss.
Now, decades into this strange and relentless trip, D’Julz is still at it. The tour schedule is insane—Bali, Berlin, New York, and back again. Clubs and cities blend together, but the mission never changes: find the groove, ride it hard, and don’t let up until the lights come on.
D’Julz doesn’t care about trends. He doesn’t care about fame. He’s a purist, a craftsman, a man obsessed with the sound—the deep, pulsing, unstoppable sound. Three decades in and he’s still there, calm and unflinching, dropping records that hit like a gunshot in the dark.
If you want to understand D’Julz, don’t bother asking questions. Just listen. The truth is buried somewhere in the basslines.