the world just got a little bit warmer again with this upcoming debut album of dmarc cantu. after several releases on creme jak, m>o>s>, nation as well as collaborations as 2amfm and saturn v there finally is a full length showcase of this chicago natives extraordinary talents.

ok so heres the last installment in the creme jak series. we feel there s not much to add to this concept and over the past few years this kinda musick has found the foothold it lacked when we started this lil enterprise in the heydayz of beige vanilla minimal. in any case it seems fitting to go full circle and draw the curtains with an epic disco anthem that might not be jak perse, but at least coulda woulda shoulda been caned back in the dizzies in all the places that mattered ese! you see, house is a feeling and blablabla.. so here s a final one up your purist backsides as this mystery strap-on crew cuts and tape edits its way through a molten bucket of swiss cheese and ends up with a dead hooker in the trunk in the process. limited 250 copies sticker ish. no repress, no digital, this is the end..

holy mackerel jakman, what in the hell is going on here?? ensuing mysteries as this mix rocks on at warp speed, scorching the rings of the cosmic onion to bake a sweet intergalactic omelet. strictly limited and vinyl only tribute release for the true headzzz ya dig? sizzling rework of one of the deepest house tracks ever, originally composed by larry heard aka mr. fingers. star trek version for sure!

new shags! typically retarded but strangely enticing chi-haya house that swings like a tit. produced by an auxiliary member of the new kids turbo and his socially challenged compadre from the coastal region. furtherly fidled with by an anger management trainee from the second division saturday amateur football team.

the follow up by this mysterious artist to the cult hit >first step<, that got big support from unexpected places. dark and twisted jakking acid for basements...

pardon our references, but every once in a while it hits ... truly epic and devastating techno jak from 2amfam (tadd mullinix & dmarc cantu)!

when it hits there is no escaping this deeeeeep creepy crawly mind meld. it engulfs you, then sucks you into a womblike state, only to spit you back out onto the dancefloor where youll be jakking your ass off!