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Richardi Mac Told You So Parts 1&2 1984 Rare Modern Soul Boogie 45 Told you so! Can I hear MJ in this?

Win - You've Got The Power - Scotland’s Anthem of Defiance

As the lines blur and the 6-fingered AI humans begin to melt into the background noise of this strange new reality, let’s pause and reclaim something real. In a world of deepfakes, misinformation, and endless digital fear loops— we need the power to sense what’s real , to hold steady, and to choose truth over noise. Today, and many moons ago, this Scottish band brough the winning anthem —the kind that keeps the torch in our hand, lit and burning proud. I’m feeling unusually confident about this right now. Confident that even as the storm of propaganda, war, and churned-out fear (FUD) keeps flooding the airwaves and timelines—we still have the contra power . We’ve got the love. We’ve got the music. And we’ve got each other. Play this song loud. Play it proud. Just like the boys did when this first broke the airwaves —no apologies, just raw energy and fearless spirit. Someone out there is always generating fear. But here with love from Scotland, we’re generating the cure. Hope yo...

Lalo Schifrin Ascends on the First Day of the New Year

The first crescent moon of Muharram rose, marking the start of the Islamic New Year — a moment for reflection, remembrance, and quiet renewal. And that very day, the world lost a master: Lalo Schifrin . Composer, conductor, cinematic disruptor. The man who made tension groove and danger swing. His track Dirty Harry (Latin Soul) isn't just a theme — it's a philosophy: Fate with a backbeat. Judgment in rhythm. Justice, but syncopated. It was 1972. Lalo gave the law a new soundtrack — and it still hits like prophecy. As a new spiritual cycle begins, so does Lalo’s journey beyond. Two passages — one of time, one of soul — aligned. Let us not mourn in silence. Let us begin the year with that relentless, holy groove Lalo carved into the cosmos. Play it loud. Begin again.

Idol Era - What is the equivalent of this music today?

Sandii – 'Idol Era': A Synthpop Masterpiece—Does Anything Today Compare? There’s something irresistibly bold about Sandii’s  "Idol Era" —it crackles with attitude, channels Yellow Magic into a mechanical heart, and teases Kate Bush’s art-pop eccentricity (though Sandii’s voice making it a master piece of her own).  This track is quality techno or synthpop— a razor-sharp fusion of both, dripping with innovation. The percussion punches, the vocals slink like neon in the rainstorm from the cyber scene you remember, and Haruomi Hosono’s production feels both futuristic and deeply  of its time —that late ‘70s/early ‘80s moment when electronic music seemed to leap forward daily. But here’s the question:  What even rivals this today? Decades later,  "Idol Era"  still sounds  advanced . Not just in its tech—any DAW can replicate those sounds now—but in its fearless energy. Where’s the modern equivalent? The track’s metallic sheen, its balance of cold precision...

Crysalis - I Never Dance (Vocal Mix) - Back from Bologna, still floating on Italian airwaves…

A glitter-struck confession from the golden age of Italo Disco—Cristina Polidori’s voice trembles like a disco ball on the verge of shattering, while synths spiral upward like a staircase to nowhere.  This was and is  a  Hi-NRG   heartbreak: euphoric, desperate, and drenched in the kind of neon drama soaked in bubbles from the lambrusco er beyond 1983, and you know it's still a good  bottle. #ItaloDisco #VinylTimeMachine #BolognaVibes #Crysalis #INeverDance #LostInThe12InchMix #1983Unreality

Alba - Only Music Survives (Extended Version)

Back in the 80s, it was always the extended mix you needed — and this one is no exception. We took our time then — longer intros, smooth builds, space to breathe. In a world now driven by speed and endless consumption, it's good to slow down and let the music slowly drive in. This track is pure 1985 Italian magic — shimmering synths, rolling basslines, and that bittersweet, euphoric feeling that only Italo disco knows how to deliver. The Italians knew how to craft something timeless. I love this title truly: only music survives. On a personal note: I'm flying to Bologna tomorrow for business, and this song will be with me — in my headphones, in my heart. Each trip to Italy makes me love this country even more. Every day my heart grows fonder. And the name Alba — is always so strong, it lives at my doorway. Alba fills my heart too. For Scotland. For home. For friends. And for the lady here who sings this song. No idea where she is today, but I will raise a glass for her, th...

The Hidden Goldmine of Rave Tapes:

 How Cassettes Became Underground Treasures I have to admit — even with all my years involved in underground music, I’m surprised to realize just how valuable some of these old rave cassettes have become. In a world dominated by digital streaming, where music is compressed into invisible files and served up by algorithms, it’s quaint to see that some of the most sought-after artifacts from electronic music’s mid period are sitting quietly on magnetic tape. Yet searchable on online stores, there’s a growing market for vintage rave cassettes — and they’re fetching more and more impressive amounts. The Rise of the Rave Tape Pack Back in the 90s, during the explosion of the UK rave scene, tape packs were around. Promoters like Helter Skelter, Dreamscape, Slammin Vinyl, and Fantazia would record their events and sell bundles of cassettes containing the full DJ line-ups from legendary nights. These were souvenirs of the rave — complete with crowd noise, MC shouts, and all the raw en...

Standout Song of the Week: “Bonsoir” by Sarah Maison

Written by Sarah Maison | Produced by Steve Surmely | Released via Capitane Records As I search through the flood of new releases—hundreds upon hundreds of tracks posted online each week—I find myself sifting through a digital haystack of songs that, frankly, often feel lifeless. So many sound rushed, heartless, flat, as though churned out by a conveyor belt rather than composed from a place of emotion or intention. But just when my ears begin to dull, I strike gold. A gem emerges. Sarah Maison’s “Bonsoir” is that gem. This track stopped me in my scroll. Not with noise, but with restraint. With beauty. With a sound that made me wonder: Is this a voice I missed from the 60s or 70s? It carries all the vintage charm of a forgotten French classic, yet breathes with the intimacy and clarity of the present. The production—handled masterfully by Steve Surmely has helped make this into a subtle but genius song. The balance between guitar and voice is perfect . No accident, and not always ...