Long-time Correspondant correspondent Theus Mago returns to the label with four more extra-terrestrial funk blends. Bringing a little Duro damage to the mix, it’s best we buckle up. Destination: Osla
Our party rockets ignite with the zesty, warped freak-out Zango Zango. So good Mateo and Thomas Jackson named it twice, it sets the guileful tone and midnight mischief pace for the EP. Yeo & Ushwaka follows on a rapid river of acid on a speed boat powered by chunky, shoulder-switching drum machine soul while space-funk stampede Stadium Flutes goes intergalactic with a build-up that defies gravity. Osla brings the mission to a dramatic finale. 23rd century tribal tactics; trippy, relentless and rolling into oblivion. Like all Mago’s work, it’s a one of a kind trip.