One singular golden little Heinous Whine for June. Rev up for the solstice with outer-dweller edgepoisers between the songous joy of all-together musical music and non-musical head scrambling and rearranging noiseness…

Cafe Oto London lurkers Triple Negative offer up churned tape lurch, ancient instrument twistings and belly deep vocal feel to a genuinly hard-to-describe effect. Hauntological but in a not naff way?? god who knows I don’t…

Me and Food People have got into a real groove playing together and excited to reveal the silver platter again. FP’s unabashadly hopeful dirge drawing from folk and psych squawl boxed into beats and grooves and actual songs all unspoken

Gullet Obvs is the sound of two friends brains all parralel with the twisting rhythms and cycles from Kathy (yano Nape Necker and Mia La Metta-er) all fed through hyper-processed electro-layered Rube Goldbergery from Seraphim Blush. Someone lush and raucous and dance-inducing

Sarmen Almond trekked over all the way from Mexico bringing vocal improv through laptop squelched twists and turns arounds