special edition one sided lazer etched release! to celebrate us reaching our fifth vinyl release, we decided to mark the occasion with something special. wigflex 005 will be a one sided 12 inch featuring >all those weird things< by porno music making badman lone, accompanied by lazer etched wigflex graphics on the flip. super limited edition! supported by james holden, will saul, pangaea, shortstuff, thomalla, red rackem.

this latest release from hizatron and bashley galvanises the usual wigflexian- gloop with a more industrial edge and a superb implementation of found sounds. a darker pallet underpins the record but this is inverted then lifted with inserts of scattered euphoria. whilst all that is synonymous with the current face of techno lurks consistently in the background throughout, in an almost redemptive fashion, we are hoisted upward from a chromatic descent and set forth onto a crisp, bouncy path peppered with light. the depth of stereo field is utilised perfectly here and the use of dimension is something of a staple for all of those who call wigflex home. hizatron is known for his seamless arrangements, catchy melodies and punchy percussion and this record has that unquestionable tron swagger but the familiar sound is accelerated by new influences from bashley who although a relatively unknown member of the family brings a fresh range of timbres that compliment hizas signature grooves.

nice price deal !!! being in the same gene pool as pat sharpes hair is enough of a stigma to steer any young djs career off course - deep in the discos of pop trash. fortunately for metaphi / metske, although still benefitting from the same glossy 90s locks as the radio-jock/distant uncle, musical inspiration came from more complex climates. wigflex006 acts as a fine electronic switchboard to metaphis archive of talents, a complicated circuit board of the experimental ranging from hip hop, idm, and garage to blues harmonicas and classical rifts, seamlessly melted into one gloop of green circuitry where each musical discipline must co-exist with another. as metske the bpms hover around 95, the framework is hip-hop, the sound often skwee but the influences thereafter are endless, slow train blues clicks its way through a steam train intro before marring the lines between electronic music and the blues with a self-composed harmonica rift worthy of howlin wolf. at the same tempo spin states delves into the cosmic with pipey neon chords and bit-crunched bass: sega mega drive boss level business. metaphis taste for big room techno is blatant and genetically wigflex over sharpflex, and in terms of nationality its mongrel, half notts, half eastern europe. with concious mentis hes keeping things minimal but charged from lower frequencies and messmode progresses with some serious dancefloor swagger.

the new release from wigflex is a showcase for hizatron, one of most exciting and forward-thinking producers in spam chop s nottingham crew and, like a rave-up in a haunted house, it s dark, loud and batshit insane. executive ball scratcher is jinky and elegant until it explodes into a million glittering pieces of shimmering alien melody-box noise. at all times the insistent, pulsing beats and the thick bass stabs keep the track firmly rooted on the dancefloor, whilst its eyes and fingers lift to the stars. on >klonndyke final<, layers of battling, aggressive, organic percussion pave the way for a dirty, banging bassline and morphing, insane synth lines. constantly building, on the move and entirely unpredictable. a synth line evoking classic techno of the past is messed with on >telescope dope<, like a child melting a slug with his magnifying glass until all that remains is a scattered and horrific sludge. pummeling beats bring it together, creating a hypnotic and terrifying finale. with this release hizatron stakes a claim as one of the brightest young things in the uk electronic dance scene. with its shifting, exploratory layers of melody, thick bass and complex beats, the ep further blurs the lines between house, techno and dubstep, combining moments of iridescent beauty with raw, guttural power. a record for headphone enthusiasts and dancefloor paragons alike. watch out.