You could be forgiven for thinking Basso‘s been hitting the plant food of late. Last time out we took a trip with Trance, and now our esoteric expert nods his head, rolls his shoulders and drops a h-h-h-house record on our unexpecting asses. That‘s right folks, roll up the rug, push the sofa back and enjoy some ‚Personal Growth‘ from James Booth.
Operating a million miles away from the kick and hiss of the trendy lo-fi folks, the Berlin based producer favours subtle rhythms, delicate textures and tender melodies - turning out a string of sophisticated dance floor winners for 100% Silk, Church and No Bad Days. Now he brings his organic house stylings to the Growing Bin with a fresh five-tracker packed with all the warmth of a Tempelhof picnic on a balmy July afternoon.
Emerging from the watery depths of the Drexciyan ocean, opener ‚Mood‘ strides calmly through the morning dew, stretching those loose limbs and seeking out Hardcastle‘s rainforest. Drifting freely through immersive, aquatic pads and soft focus melodies, the track takes in a little R&R before snapping electro percussion, cascading synthlines and a rolling rhythm up the intensity. The deepness continues on the A2 as ‚Dream Precipitation‘ offers a medicated vision of Debussy doing P-Bar while Lynch rolls the cameras. Syncopated hi-hats, jazzy keys and star-gazing sine waves wrap themselves around your cerebellum, expanding your mind as a steady kick moves your body into the pleasure zone.
Booth takes a Derren Brown tip on the flip, imbuing ‚You‘ with the kind of mesmeric rhythm that can make the staunchest wallflower pull a Pink Panther on a packed dance floor. The exotic tumble of woody percussion and hissing castanets keep up a fascinating rhythm, driving the titular mantra and snaking synth melody through bursts of slapped bass and subtle 4/4. ‚Dhoop Stick‘ stays on board with the boogie hypnotism, weaving its way through celestial melodies, squelching bass and toasty Rhodes before ‚The Chorus‘ brings down the curtain with wailing FM vox, military snares and the dreamy synth pop charm of a lost Sheffield classic.
Warm, woody and entirely organic, this is the birth of Green House...you heard it here first! (words by Patrick Ryder)

James Booth *A1* Mood Snippet

NO DEMOS PLEASE! 
growing bin records is a micro-label and online record store. With lots of love and affection we bring you music that is special to our ears. Well actually we're a one man business, but "we" sounds a bit more professional, or maybe even royal. Forget about that. We're small and not a bit royal and we'll stay small and loyal. Cheers!  If I should not react to your demo I probably didn't feel it, and I'm too shy to tell you.  Sorry but life is short and I don't release stuff that i feel 100%. Keep on keeping on! 
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