Regular readers would have noticed our House Front to be conspicuously quiet of late. It’s not that there’s a dearth per se, nor that we’re anti – just that, well, a mix has to move you ( I mean, if house ain't a feeling/if I aint a feeling house...). It can't be forced, it has to foist itself upon you.
Here, my friends, is just such a mix. Not too heavy, not to light, not too loose, not too tight. John Osborn is, if you like, somehow ‘perched’ in the p-bar here, between the tracks, in the groove, but unlike a bird (lacking both thumbs and chops), John manages to be able to perch and play at the same time. You might say he’s a natural.
This mix is supple, I like it. I finish it and I wanna hear it again. It moves (you) like a mix should. And it makes me wish I was there at the P-Bar, dancing along like a gibbon, and probably (disappointingly for Chris) shittalking with someone. In fact, for me this mix conveys the feeling of being there nearly as well as being there does (especially if you’re on your 20th beer). So, listen 'as if': grab another Berliner Pils, find the sound system’s sweet spot, and avoid staring at the big abyssal anus canvas to the point where it starts winking back at you. That would be your signal to go home. Or hit repeat.
John himself has been a busy man - it's not all perching and playing for him - he's about to release the first EP on TANSTAAFL Records, headed up with another Ssg Special donor, October. The EP features some lovely keys by Appleblim; sound samples available here. You can also keep up with all things John Osborn via his soundcloud, here.