Tag: DJ K

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For roughly half of the year I listened to everything, almost or near enough. Then I wilted, or the opposite of that, for come the summer I perked up in my stool and began to listen to summer ambiances like the chirping of birds, the splashing of hose pipes and water pistols or the sizzling of a barbecue. As...

In the opening moments of Rádio Libertadora that twisted branch of baile funk or funk carioca which is known as bruxaria manifests itself through a warped and menacing music box melody which seems to function like a haunted come-hither. It carries a lulling quality at the same time as it portends the drama to come as the track soon breaks...

It's an old saw by this point to suggest that while the livelihood of the average working musician has never been more perilous, the curious listener has at the same time never before had access to such an abundance of quality music, from nagging earworms to the experimental margins and everything in between. In a year that saw bubbling...