I cannot see the grass grow… but since I cannot…I do not care to look at it at all.

Here’s a piece that I’ve been planning to post from the golden days of minimal house before it got infested with electro crap and everyone became a shitty producer. This piece from 2001 was on Dietrich Schoenemann’s obscure Remains label, I had ripped this one off the vinyl by nagging our bro (((Emre))) who was caning it all the time then. If you remember this song I’m sure it WILL send shivers down your spine.

We’ll continue with more oldschool minimal house/techno stuff from its golden age.