So this is how we waved goodbye to 2022, with some fury, some melancholy, and some desire for change, all captured within post punk, playful ceremonial and cinematic synthwave, dynamic IDM and cynical punk storytelling. Music for the longest night of the year, music for the darkness that is hidden in the silence of the wintry landscapes, music that invites you to prepare a warm cocktail and join us!
“My mate David Howcroft likes to listen to his bootleg recordings of Sunken Paths shows on his personal cassette player whilst walking the lonnens of his Northumberland stomping grounds during his daily COVID-19-freindly exercise sessions, dictaphone in hand and making field recordings as he goes. I suppose I go on similar treks in my head when I’m in the mix, though not bound by the physical constraints of any given topography. I’m certain too that David goes to places other than the ones his feet traverse, music will do that for you. That the creations from these wonderful artists of sound sets us on and carries us through these journeys, literal and metaphorical, is one of the few things keeping me sane (or just about, anyway). Wherever this mix takes you, I hope you find the experience to your liking and come back again sometime. You are always welcome.” Darren