https://abssurd.bandcamp.com/track/own-disorders

Abssurd - Own Disorders

just a dreamer living on another planet :’)

▪︎  Mixmasters Summit runner-up by @stevebug, 2024
▪︎  Artist, Founder @audiblestateofmind, 2022
▪︎  MBA @ Birkbeck, University of London, 2020 for 'Exploring the niche markets of Techno music, dance cultures, and Vinyl record consumption in the digital age.' 
▪︎  People's Vote @DJ-Spooky ‘Antarctic Rhythms’ Jamendo Remix competition, 2013
▪︎  Runner-up @Steve-Lawler @VIVaMUSIC HarlemNights Mixcloud DJ competition, 2010
▪︎  DJ since 1998.

labels:
OHM series ▪︎ Mandorla ▪︎ Buta Records ▪︎ PocketfoodAudio ▪︎ Fidull ▪︎ Dip N Dive ▪︎ Mutetown ▪︎ Audible State Of Mind ▪︎ MOIRAaudio ▪︎ Dub Communication ▪︎ Inunct Music ▪︎ Superordinate Dub Waves ▪︎ Krad Records ▪︎ Fqtrax ▪︎ Podvodo ▪︎ Velvet Dub Collective

Producer and resident based in London. 
Finding a home playing for brands such as Paravibe, pleasurerooms and the Sunday afters in London.
And at the end of last year joing DCS4 AGENCY
 A Lot of the time he will be playing in abandoned warehouses, canal boats and woods rather then a club environment.
With his production and DJ style Matthew focuses his music on the darker side of Romanian minimal 
 With releases on labels such as Zebra records Seism label The lab, welter records,conceptional records,well kept secrets , Minimo, outpunkt just a few to name.
His set follows very much the artists structure of dark minimal vibes driven baselines and space like sounds from different world.

I want to make a pilgrimage
back to our homeland
of sand, blood, and ripened figs.

To unearth the garden I planted in another life
the roots of which might still cling
to their moorings in the earth,
even after this long storm of upheaval.

I want to whisper your forbidden name
unto the ears of the warm winds
that my voice might ride the gusts unto you,
break upon your back, and cause you to look up
and think of me as we walk the long path
back to one another.
By L.M. Browning - Upon the Desert Wind

Voglio fare un pellegrinaggio
di nuovo nella nostra patria
di sabbia, sangue e fichi stagionati.

Per portare alla luce il giardino che ho piantato in un'altra vita
le cui radici potrebbero ancora aggrapparsi
ai loro ormeggi nella terra,
anche dopo questa lunga tempesta di sconvolgimenti.

Voglio sussurrare il tuo nome proibito
fino alle orecchie dei venti caldi
che la mia voce possa cavalcare le raffiche fino a te,
rompersi sulle tue spalle e farti alzare lo sguardo
e pensa a me mentre percorriamo il lungo sentiero
di nuovo l'uno all'altro.
L.M. Browning - Sul vento del deserto