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Our Belgian connection runs deep, built on shared moments, mutual admiration, and a steady stream of talent that never seems to dry up. The latest to surface is Ben Kamal: Brussels-based DJ, promoter, and soon-to-be label boss. In recent years, Ben has been a staple in clubs like C12, Fuse, and Funke, as well as festivals like Paradise City and Horst. He’s carved out a sound that’s both precise and personal, equal parts deep, minimal, and melancholic. As a resident of Lola Haro’s Small Steps series and curator of nights at bis.club, he’s been steadily shaping a mood, a narrative, a space. And with the first release on his new label ov guidance about to drop, featuring a.brehme and signall kommt (aka z@p), that space is about to get even more defined.

Listening to the mix Ben made for us feels like watching dusk fold into night in slow motion. The arc is patient, but the details are razor-sharp: fluttering hats, muted basslines, strange shadows between the kick and the silence. There’s movement, but it’s not linear. It loops, it lingers, it pulls you inward. It’s not about big moments, it’s about micro-decisions that add up to something more enduring. Call it dusk-lake energy. Call it perfect for the other side.

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Delayed with... Ben Kamal

The haze of Paral·lel festival has barely lifted, but we’re rewinding to another moment worth lingering on, February in Granada, at the Moonback club. There, under the warm glow of the Extramostra banner, Mostra linked up with the Klub Collective for a night that balanced local soul with an international touch. The lineup reads like a heads-only dream: Timnah, Antonio Vázquez, Refracted, and a solid core of Klub Collective residents including Fran Acosta, Kaizen, and Utopian. The kind of night that reminded us why the first slot matters more than most people admit. It’s the architectural role: shaping the night’s flow from zero.

Utopian did just that. His set unfolds like a slow exhale, dub-laced ambient that creeps, swells, and gradually transforms into chugging, low-slung techno hypnosis. It’s a patient climb: syncopated, restrained, precise. Not a single cheap move, just deep focus and floor logic, the kind that sets the table without stealing the meal. But make no mistake, this was a statement. A warm-up that didn’t just support the night, but elevated it.

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Closing sets come with built-in pressure. But at this year’s Perpendicular Festival, Saturday wrapped up not with spectacle, but with style. Valencia-based DJ and producer Facundo, a standout discovery from the city’s ever-surprising scene, took control of the final stretch with a set that was patient, fluid, and full of character. It moved with intent, keeping the energy alive without ever pushing too hard. The kind of set that made you forget the time, anchored in rhythm and shaped by subtle shifts. A groove that spoke softly but hit deep.

Facundo’s approach to the closing slot was a slow reveal. He opened with broken, syncopated patterns before sliding seamlessly into a tight four-to-the-floor pulse. The tension built with restraint - dark, shadowy techno moments came and went, but the release was never forced. This was a set that traded hype for nuance, showmanship for control. Polyrhythmic elegance in the woods.

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Delayed x Perpendicular: Facundo

There’s a special kind of trust when a festival makes someone a resident. For Les Chaos Ambiants, that someone is Lynne. We’ve partnered with this boutique French festival for the second year, sharing the sounds and stories behind their lakeside weekend in the wooded hills of Sommant. The festival thrives on curation that feels personal, lineups that move like chapters in a book, sound systems tuned to catch every detail, and a setting where the air itself seems to carry the low-end.

Lynne embodies that approach. Originally from Japan and now based in London, she’s built a reputation on mixing low-lit atmospheres with rhythm patterns that shift just as you think you’ve caught them. Her triumphant comeback to our podcast series finds her opening the spectrum: warmer tones, space between the beats, a subtle dub pulse, and even flickers of jazz phrasing. Yet the structural backbone remains hers, breaks that fold time and pacing that keeps you just ahead of the next turn. It’s not a departure, it's more like a widening of the frame, perfectly in sync with the spirit of Les Chaos Ambiants.

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Delayed x Les Chaos Ambiants: Lynne

Some DJs treat genre boundaries like walls; others see them as doors. Craig Gonzalez belongs firmly to the latter camp. A staple of Detroit’s underground and a resident DJ at Paxahau’s Third Thursday monthly, he has long been drawn to what happens when techno’s linear propulsion collides with the restless syncopation of drum & bass. That liminal space, the “grey area” between the two, has become one of the most fertile playgrounds in electronic music over the past decade, and Gonzalez shows why. In this mix, recorded as the opening set on the Movement main stage, he handles tempo as a fluid variable, shifting gears without friction and letting polyrhythms function as the connective tissue. It’s the kind of approach that resists the obvious peak and instead builds a topology of groove, a groove that bends but doesn’t break, carrying dancers across time signatures almost without them noticing. 

And while opening a stage that would later host Deepchord, Sama’ Abdulhadi, Octave One, and Jeff Mills could be seen as a daunting warm-up role, Gonzalez treats it less as preparation and more as architecture. Across ninety minutes, he layers patterns with patience, calibrating intensity so that tension rises and releases without tipping into spectacle. The set moves like a conversation that shifts from whispers to declarations, never overstated but always persuasive. It’s a reminder that flow is not just sequencing but narrative logic, and that true mastery lies not in domination of a dancefloor but in shaping the conditions for everything that comes after.

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Delayed with... Craig Gonzalez (@ Movement, Detroit, May 24th, 2025)

Hagva began in 2022 as a shared experiment between CP1 and Not Mass, artists closely tied to Milan’s Evolvere collective and Stagno Records. What started as a dialogue has grown into a practice of dismantling rhythm and building it back stronger, threading techno through post-club ruptures, industrial grit, and deep ambient undertones. From Evolvere’s underground nights in Milan to RSO Berlin, Module CPH, Buka Milano, Tempovìa, and Zurich’s D.A.S., their sets have carried the same uncompromising edge: a refusal to settle into comfort, constantly pulling dancers into new terrain.

The mix we present today is a three-hour live recording from their set at D.A.S. in Zürich earlier this year, capturing Hagva in full flight. There’s no easing in, it’s a straight leap onto a fast-moving train, powered by relentless percussion and groove, with sudden swerves that snap the floor awake. Heavy, urgent, and unpredictable yet always precise, it’s a reminder that energy doesn’t need excess to be overwhelming. For those hearing them for the first time, it’s the perfect entry point; for those who already know, it’s another layer of proof. With their debut EP arriving September 15 on Stagno Records, this set stands as a clear statement of intent.


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With the summer festival season drifting into memory, it feels like the right moment to linger on one of the most thoughtfully shaped events in recent years. The Mostra Festival unfolded over the Easter weekend across two Barcelona locations, and what set it apart wasn’t just the programming, but the curation - a balance of trust, patience, and precision. The first two days leaned toward the ambient and the experimental, tipping into rhythm as the nights wore on. Yet the real magic of that opening stretch lay in the beatless hours. Friday in particular offered a moment that still reverberates among Mostra regulars and beyond: Robert Henke’s performance of Dust. If there is any place in the world designed for such a work, Mostra provided the perfect frame. For one afternoon, Henke held the crowd in complete attention and reverence, something essential for any artist, but especially for one whose work is as delicate, shifting, and expansive as Dust.

For many of us, Robert Henke, Monolake to longtime listeners, has been a constant presence in the background of our musical lives. His records shaped taste, his performances redefined how electronic music could be experienced live, and his role as co-creator of Ableton changed the very tools we use to make and share sound. Few artists can claim such a dual legacy: architect of both the music and the machinery. Whether in moments of joy or frustration, whether in the studio or on the dancefloor, it’s impossible to imagine modern electronic music without his fingerprints on it. Henke embodies the link between technological innovation and artistic expression, and his influence runs deeper than most of us can trace.

Dust is perhaps the clearest expression of that link. Powered by a custom granular synthesis engine, it reduces sound to particles, field recordings, analog tones, machine hiss, bells, and waves, then disperses them into clouds that evolve in real time. The result is less like a composition and more like a living organism: fragile, unpredictable, always becoming something new. At Mostra, this unfolding took shape in late afternoon, after Patrick Russell’s set had sharpened the air with its own restraint. Henke stepped in with a 360-degree surround system that transformed the floor of Fabra i Coats into a resonant body. The sound was cosmic and liquid, grainy and immense, stretching outward until it seemed to erase the horizon. Every surface in the space shimmered with detail, as if the air itself had been tuned. What made it remarkable was how fragile it all felt. Nothing was forced; every movement seemed to arise on its own, like dust caught in late-afternoon sunlight. Yet the immersion was total. People surrendered, leaning into the space as if trying to hold onto something that could never be held. For that hour, Mostra wasn’t a festival anymore. It was a room of people floating together in a world made entirely of sound, knowing it would never happen in quite the same way again.

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Delayed x Mostra: Robert Henke presents Dust

The first thing you notice in Beau Beaumont’s Delayed with mix isn’t aggression or volume, but control. Each layer slots into place with a clarity that leaves no room for drift. It’s techno in high resolution - grooves stretched to their limit, shifts measured with care, a ride that never collapses under its own weight.

That clarity comes from experience. Years spent running one of the UK’s most forward-thinking parties, building an independent label Meine Nacht, and diving into modular synthesis have sharpened Beau’s ear for pacing and design. Her work ranges from NTS residencies to commissions for Nike and the WDR Studio for Electronic Music. Still, it’s this same multidisciplinary edge that you hear here, surgical mixing, grooves that never stagnate, and a sense of movement that feels both human and machine. This is propulsion without fatigue: a set built to carry you, wherever you are.

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Delayed with... Beau Beaumont

Perpendicular Festival unravels as one continuous thread, bending and reforming across days and nights until the sense of time itself begins to dissolve. From Friday afternoon to the first pale hints of Monday light, the forest carries a constant flux of sound, shifting from floor-focused intensity to moments of near-weightless suspension. The turning point comes when the moon hovers over the DJ booth on the main stage and the current draws inward: La Cabaña, a wooden cabin hidden among the pines, becomes the gathering place for music at its most unguarded and exploratory. Here, reality softens, and performances take the shape of dreams.

It was in these hours between Friday and Saturday that STBL opened the portal. His set arrived quietly, almost imperceptibly, whispers in the air, static drifting like dust in moonlight. Slowly, harmonies began to shimmer and unfold, shadowed by pads that seemed to stretch toward some unreachable horizon. Beneath it all, a subtle rumble grew, reassuring, like company long imagined finally appearing at your side. Nothing felt rushed; each sound seemed to wait for the moment it was meant to reveal itself.  

The power of the set lies in its restraint, in the way it suspended time and quietly rewrote it in the minds of those present. A moment like this resists fading; it lingers, carried forward as a story that will be told again and again.

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Delayed x Perpendicular: STBL (live)

The fire at the center of the floor was more signal than warmth against the countryside chill. Sparks shot upward into the night as dancers circled around, bodies locked into the pulse spilling from the booth. Above Below Festival thrives on these elemental juxtapositions: a rural valley transformed into a site of intensity, a cocoon-like booth channeling waves of sound that felt larger than the space itself. With every kick drum, the edges of the night blurred, and for hours the crowd existed in a suspended orbit around light, heat, and rhythm.

It was here that Timesplitters, Jake and Pat, took hold. Their set drove forward on cavernous bass, but the force alone wasn’t what bound the floor; it was the shifting mid-range voices, synth lines and melodic sequences mutating like smoke from the fire, wrapping dancers in a narrative of tension and release. They approached the set less as selectors and more as authors, tracing the night with a balance of discipline and wildness. Despite their name, there was no split in time, only the sense of one continuous current, shared in firelight, smiles, and unbroken motion.


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Delayed x Above Below: Timesplitters

The night had turned cold by the time Camu began, but inside La Cabaña, everything felt suspended: warm light, still bodies, a low hum stretching through wood and pine. People settled into corners, wrapped in layers, quieted by the vibration that marked the start. The music felt transmitted, its slow-moving drones drifting through the wooden walls and into the forest beyond. The sound rolled out like fog under moonlight, patient, opaque, its motion too subtle to measure. It was music to dissolve into.
Minutes became air. The cabin started to tremble. Camu’s sense of space was uncanny, each drone a line drawn in mist, each pause a small release of gravity. Later came the fragments: field recordings, faint acapellas, echoes of the forest replayed from another world. By then, the cabin no longer felt grounded. It was a stationary vessel, hovering somewhere between the trees and the stars, surrounded by invisible energy. Somewhere, just beyond the clearing, Pablo’s bass murmured like thunder in a parallel world. When silence finally returned, it wasn’t emptiness; it was the echo of what had passed through.

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Submersion – One
William Basinski + Richard Chartier – Aurora Liminalis
Kreng + Svarte Greiner – The Night Hag
Oren Ambarchi – Wednesday
TVS – BlackMS
Owl – Entheogen Riddim (feat. Clearlight)
Toki Fuko – Depo (Destination Two)
Sonmi451 – Steady Drop
placa – destination limbo
Phill Niblock, Anna Clementi, Thomas Stern – Zound Delta 2 (Alternative Version)
Carmen Villain – Silver
Bass Communion – Loss (Side 2)
Eleh – Pulsing Study Of 7 Sine Waves Part Two
Arrowounds – Sulking Vessels Beneath The Great Murmuration
Jan Jelinek – Social Engineering 3 (ALERT!)
Moritz Von Oswald – Luminoso (Original Mix)
Joachim Spieth Markus Guentner – Scope (Abul Mogard Rework)
Muslimgauze – Bedouin In Mercedes A5
Varuna – (a trip to) Masdar (hems version)

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Delayed x Perpendicular: Camu

Kyoto-based DJ and producer Yuddy Ash has been steadily finding his voice over the past few years. Following a series of online appearances and a collaboration with silkscreen. on GIFKIKKER, he now joins the Delayed with series with a mix that favors movement through restraint, using rhythm as a thread rather than a tool of impact.

Across sixty-one minutes, it unfolds with a steady pulse, subtle shifts, and a lightness in tone. It’s a late-night listen that moves from deep low-end flow to airy percussion. The transitions are soft, almost invisible, yet the direction remains clear, a quiet reminder that less can still move plenty.

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Every year, Alfonso, the artistic director of Mostra, hides a few cards up his sleeve, and this time one of them was DjSport. Closing the Friday program at Fabra i Coats is never random, it’s a statement, and by the time her halftime pulse began rolling through the space, we all knew why she was there. The groove was elastic, full of tension that never broke until she decided it should. Then came the shift: precision turning into pressure, tempo climbing until Fabra felt like a steam room. Just when it seemed ready to tip into chaos, she had her “hold my beer” moment, controlled detonation, a sudden swerve into broken, bass-heavy terrain that felt like opening a window mid-storm. From there on, it was cruise control, the kind that hums with energy yet never loses composure.

Mauritius-born and now based in Barcelona, DjSport carries that balance of warmth and unpredictability wherever she plays. Her debut at Mostra was the kind that makes you trust Alfonso’s instincts even more, those mysterious names on the poster that end up defining the memory.

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Delayed x Mostra: DjSport

The idea of the breakbeat was born in the Bronx, but its evolution since then has been a transatlantic dialogue, a rhythmic exchange between continents that never really settled. In London, this language found its most elastic form, bending through jungle, drum & bass, and techno, mutating with each new generation of producers. The city remains a living organism, constantly reshaping itself through DJs, club nights, and collectives that resist repetition. Unknown Species, a London-based platform and event series that blends music and environmental awareness in support of endangered species, has carved out a corner for artists to explore that freedom. Its founder, Rado, better known as Naturalisten, is the musical mind behind this week’s edition of Delayed with.

This mix was recorded almost a year ago at Espacio Perpendicular in Madrid, during the first collaborative event between Unknown Species and the Perpen crew, alongside Delayed friends F-on, Fran Campos, Lynne, DB1, Felix K, Muted, Vrika, and Pillen. It’s a space where rhythm meets reflection, and Naturalisten rises fully to the occasion. The first half builds tension through shifting grooves and subtle rhythmic displacements, a controlled energy that feels alive and restless.

As the set unfolds, the edges blur. Synths stretch into stranger territories, textures become unmoored, and the intensity softens into something beautifully off-kilter, a reminder that unpredictability can be its own kind of balance. Naturalisten lets the music speak, and it speaks fluently, with groove, curiosity, and a quiet sense of purpose.

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Delayed with... Naturalisten

Morning sets at Perpendicular have a peculiar gravity. They pull you back from the cosmic edge of the night without quite letting you land. After 037’s slow ignition, Vinna Våldyr took that half-awake crowd and stretched time into something soft yet edgy, cinematic yet tactile. Pads hung like fog over the valley, while pianos and sax sequences drifted through, slightly detuned, as if remembering themselves in real time. The rhythm came and went in gentle tides, dub-laden and patient, never in a rush to declare where it was headed. It was music that trusted silence yet always hinted at motion beneath the surface.

We first entered Vinna’s world through his Simbiosis Festival recording from Seville, a set that felt like discovering a hidden portal in daylight. Hearing him at Perpendicular this year confirmed it: his control of energy is uncanny, like someone painting with both watercolor and graphite at once. The sun filtered through the trees, its pine-scented air wrapping the floor in calm. People swayed or lay still, hammocks swinging at the sides, and the line between listening and dreaming disappeared. It’s rare to find a DJ who can massage your neurons and still make them spark, but Vinna does both with ease.

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Delayed x Perpendicular: Vinna Våldyr

Some collaborations feel orchestrated. This one felt inevitable. Reeko and Mostra share a certain DNA - innovative, uncompromising, with an appetite for risk. One’s a festival, the other a force of nature, but both operate outside the usual margins. So when Reeko stepped into the cavernous Pavelló Olímpic on the final day of Mostra 2025, the match didn’t need explaining. After three days of sonic overstimulation, the crowd could’ve easily slipped into post-peak autopilot. Instead, something sparked.

Reeko played with the confidence of someone who doesn’t need to raise his voice to be heard. He didn’t grab attention, instead he tuned the room to his frequency. No spectacle, just sustained pressure. The kind that doesn’t shout, but hums somewhere in your bones. From the first mix, he had total control, not just over tempo, but over tension, perception, direction. It wasn’t peak-time euphoria. It was something colder, sharper, more elemental.

What happened on that floor wasn’t mystical, and it wasn’t romantic. It was human circuitry, bodies moving like they’d been rewired. A dance floor fully switched on. In a festival stacked with standout sets, this one kept floating to the surface in post-Mostra conversations. We’re proud to share this recording. It was special. Now it’s permanent.

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Delayed x Mostra: Reeko

There was a meme circling the internet at some point saying, “People who show you new music are important.” Connecting with Axymt, a Lyon-based DJ and music aficionado, feels exactly like that. It is like meeting someone who speaks your dialect of obsession, where recommending a track is almost a form of autobiography. His work with atmós sphaîra, Monochrome, and the Ouroboros crew carries the rare consistency of someone who pulls from many corners yet curates with a firm sense of direction. You can sense the collector’s instinct in the way he folds tribal percussion into dub-leaning atmospheres and in the way groove becomes a kind of compass, guiding the set without ever feeling decorative.

For this edition of Delayed with, he eases into a slow-moving techno ritual that feels deceptively simple on the surface. The BPMs sit low enough to let the body loosen and the mind wander, yet the pulse keeps sliding forward with a subtle undertow. This is the zone we jokingly call seaweed techno, flexible and buoyant, shaped by tiny currents rather than grand gestures. Axymt sidesteps the temptation of drama and focuses on micro-movements inside the percussion, letting small mutations carry the narrative. The mix can open a room gently or guide you through a late-night drift. Whether you catch it in passing or sink fully into its grain, the reward is the same: a gentle nudge that the right groove finds you, not the other way around.


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Delayed with... Axymt

Close your eyes & imagine a scene unfolding in front of you - the air is cold & crisp, your breath barely visible in the darkness as you exhale, the warm air in your lungs condensing into clouds of fog as it leaves your body. Everything is quiet & the trees sit still around you, all of the sounds gently muffled, other than a faint warm rumble of sub frequencies, somewhere in the distance. You can’t quite pinpoint it but you follow the sound as your feet softly crunch down on frozen earth. As you get closer, you suddenly notice a mysteriously intriguing concrete structure start to appear in the forest. Lights glowing from windows partly shrouded in freshly fallen snow, resembling an abandoned bunker, eerie but peaceful. The music invites you towards it, so you open the door & step in. Immediately you’re enveloped by warm, humid air & hit with a full spectrum of sound, as if the opening of the door was the opening of a low pass filter. 

For this week’s Delayed with edition, we welcome Berlin-based artist Valentin Ginies with a special recording from this bunker in the woods. You may be familiar with Valentin already, as the man behind 11001 Records, or through the festival he organizes outside of Berlin, Third Eye Festival. Last December, he was lucky enough to play an all night long set at this mysterious venue, after the first big snowstorm of the year, with 1 meter of snow on the ground. Aptly named Concrete, the venue is as discreet as it gets, an intimate, minimalist space with no signage on the outside, tucked away in the mountains of a small village in the Japanese Alps called Hakuba, just outside the city of Nagano in Japan. The recording consists of the first 2 hours of his set, where he slowly & steadily drew people into the space, setting the tone for what was to come. 

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Delayed with... Valentin Ginies

There are festivals you attend and festivals that rearrange something small but permanent inside you. Perpendicular belongs to the latter. After collaborating in the past from afar, 2025 was the first time we actually stepped into the pine-covered clearing that so many trusted friends had mythologized. The stories turned out to be accurate. Perpen is a wavelength, a temporary pocket of reality where strangers treat each other like long-lost cousins and music arrives without the burden of proving anything.

Medi became the custodian of the final night, a responsibility whispered about long before we reached the festival grounds. We met him in Valencia days earlier, sharing coffees and paellas, and the quiet confidence in his presence suggested the weight of experience rather than ego. His record bag ended up in our car on the drive to the woods, and resisting the urge to peek at those vinyls felt like an oath. Friends offered no clues about what he might play, which only deepened the suspense. Some artists close a floor. Medi was preparing to close a narrative.

When the cartridges were swapped, and the stylus touched down, fatigue evaporated like mist. Techno and electro braided, pulled along by those razor-sharp snares that sliced through the smoke like a metronome for the collective psyche. Each snap felt like a reminder that the night still had business to finish. Medi’s vinyl work was absurdly fluid, so intuitive it seemed the records were cueing themselves. Broken patterns teased hallucinations, basslines carried the tired bodies into borrowed energy. Then The Cure’s Forest appeared like a knowing smile from the universe, reminding us of where we were and how lucky we felt to be there. The dancefloor dissolved into laughter, hugs, disbelief, and eventually a gentle crawl toward La Cabaña for one final ambient delirium.

What lingers about this mix isn’t just the track selection or the execution, but the emotional climate it documents. You can hear the relief of a weekend well-lived, the gentle ache of goodbye, the kind of affection that only forms on a dancefloor surrounded by trees and dust and shared emotions. Perpen 2025 quietly rewired our sense of what a festival can feel like. Until the next pilgrimage, Medi’s recording remains the ember reminding us it wasn’t a dream.

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Delayed x Perpendicular: Medi

Javi’s contribution to La Mostra’s biennial unfolded inside the Convent de Sant Agustí like a quiet act of urban archaeology. Tilect’s pairing of his sound design with Marta Lofi’s live visuals turned the cloister into a resonant chamber where Ciutat Vella’s streets reappeared as spectral traces. He approached the theme in the only way he knows: wander, listen, record, return to a quiet corner, and let the fragments dictate the form. The resulting piece bends the city into a dream logic of its own, where echoes slip into harmony and environmental debris reshapes itself into something strangely elegant.

There is a particular magic in Javi’s work, a way of treating everyday noise like soft clay. Years of diving into granular processes, pedals, and the raw geometry of sound have given him a language that feels both intimate and slightly extraterrestrial. The first time we heard him, at Mostra nearly four years ago, he and Alex as .apart made the city feel alive in a way that bordered on surreal, like Barcelona’s neighborhoods were whispering their stories directly into the PA. This new recording carries that same spark but with a deeper sense of curiosity. Close your eyes and you might imagine an alien craft touching down in Ciutat Vella and trying to negotiate with unbothered locals who answer confusion with a casual sax riff. The tension is playful rather than dramatic, a shimmering frequency that settles the body rather than startling it. These thirty-five minutes show an artist who keeps refining how memory becomes texture and how place becomes pulse. It’s a pure joy to include this one in the series, a quiet demonstration of how listening can tilt your sense of place in unexpected ways.

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Delayed with... Javi (live)

Delayed is a collective of like-minded friends, originating in Brooklyn, New York & gradually expanding to various corners of the globe. After establishing itself over the years as a steady source of left-field techno, ambient & experimental electronic music, Delayed has evolved into a multi-faceted platform consisting of weekly premieres, DJ mixes, live recordings, interviews, editorials & launched its own record label, @never-late, in 2023. Regularly collaborating with artists, record labels, collectives, annual festivals & niche gatherings, Delayed provides glimpses into a variety of rich ecosystems & sub cultures around the world. All existing within a thriving underground electronic music scene.

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