Swindle

Taking influence from Jazz, reggae and soul artists (including Miles Davis, Bob Marley and Stevie Wonder), Swindle focused his energies on making predominantly grime and hip hop beats whilst attending college. From 2007-2009 he produced for the who’s who of the UK underground like Chipmunk, Professor Green, Asher D, Roll Deep and Roses Gabor, while making steps to break out as a producer fronting his own music after long being in the shadow of the massive artists he was working with. Linking up with Elijah & Skilliam as they started the Butterz label proved to be the turning point in 2010, as they pushed him to finally make the leap into the limelight. Playing sets that consist mainly of his own music, Swindle always leaves an individual stamp wherever he plays with his brand of jazzy grime, dubstep and UK funky.

Travelling to South Africa to play my music is like a dream for me! I believe the root to the grooves I pledge allegiance to are in the earth of Africa and I’m finally on my way!

Swindle

Johannesburg – Friday 17 May 2013 @ Kitcheners
A collaboration between some of Jozi’s most reputable party starters… Red Bull Studio, Kitchener’s, Broaden A New Sound and #2sidesofthebeat, the Johannesburg event will feature local champions of underground bass – Kid Fonque, DJ Danger Ingozi And Andrew The DJ.

Cape Town – Sunday 19 May 2013 @ Cold Turks
Other DJs on the night are: Mix, DJ Epic, Bryan Travis, Jumping Back Slash, Jakob Snake, White Nite, Blotchy, Swindle, Swindle, Rebel Clef, Bruce Willis??
 

THE COMPETITION

We are giving away three double tickets to both the Jozi and the CPT events. Follow these steps below to enter!

1. Like one small seed Magazine & TV on Facebook.

2. Tweet a link to this post and a mention of @onesmallseedSA as well as @Swindle – Remember to give a hash tag of your city! #JHB / #CPT

3. Leave a comment telling us What city you live in and what kind of prince/princess you are! (Swindle’s taken the Prince of Bass!)

Good luck! Winners announced on Thursday 16 May at 17h00.

Swindle

 
Links:
https://soundcloud.com/swindleuk
http://www.elasticartists.net/artist/swindle/

‘(disappointed cloud) anyway’ is the first song to be taken from Leila’s latest album titled U&I. Harsher, shook up and rebooted, the song features the haunting vocals of Berlin based producer Mt. Sims. (Warp) Check out the full album review in the latest issue of one small seed.

From the recordings that produced Drums Between the Bells – the collaboration between Brian Eno and British poet Rick Holland – comes a six-track EP titled Panic Of Looking. WIRED Magazine calls Eno’s soundscapes, ‘a tapestry of pillowy synths, minor-key melodies, chiming guitars and skittering drums.’

Pretoria born, Cape Town-based, Cold Turkey co-founder and owner Rebel Clef just put together this mellow mood jam. It’s a remix of DJ Shadow‘s recent ‘Scale it Back ft. Little Dragon’

Renier Santoz, a practically unknown Brazilian DJ just hit a massive remix of Dada Life‘s Happy Violence. Wait for the drop

New Essential Mix from 19-year-old legend Porter Robinson. Robinson had a big year in 2011, touring with Tiësto and Skrillex. He made debut appearances at Electric Daisy Carnival, Ultra Music Festival and Electric Zoo–the biggest electronic music festivals in the United States. This hour long set was dropped on BBC Radio1 28 Jan 2012. Enjoy!

DJ Kue is an up an coming DJ that has provided official remixes for the like of Foster the People, Wiz Khalifa and Mike Posner. He has an uncanny ability to turn bubbly pop songs into hardcore jammers. The man seldom disappoints with his remixes.

Here is a new track from deadmau5, one of the world’s biggest DJs and Producers. He hits hard with crunchy electro bass in this new track, which was released 16 January 2012.

3LAU (pronounced (BLAU) is a 21-year-old House/Bootleg/Remix producer from Las Vegas that cites Deadmau5, Steve Angello, Porter Robinson, Avicii, and Calvin Harris as major influences

 
 
 
 
 
Images: digi10ve.com, magneticmag.com, djkue.net, dialogueinc.com, dropbeatsnotbombs.com, earmilk.com, room-noise.com, warp.net, bleep, timeout.jp, Rebel Clef photo by Adriaan Louw © Assembly

I always knew it would be a riot. Let’s be honest, there’s no room for good intentions when a public holiday is there to back you up the next day. Thursday night’s sequence of now-hazy incidents led to a fast-food ‘refuel, re-think and repress’ two days inside. But all was redeemed by Sunday morning; it was Easter after all. No egg hunts or tedious family lunches this   year, just one pale pair of idle hands, shitty TV and even shittier weather. Only one certainty remained: a fucking good reason to get out the flat, now. It was time to get Turkeyed. It was time to cause a riot.

Cold Turkey is a fortnightly dubstep event at the District 6 Café – an awesome little spot that hides a rustic multi-level outdoor space that’s wonderfully dirty even before the bass begins. It was my second Cold Turkey – somehow I’d blanked my entire way through the summer parties – so no looking forward to lazy, warm afternoons to ease my way into Monday’s glory. Thing is, like Cold Turkey, with some parties you realise it’s not about the promise of clear blue skies and rising temperatures; it’s simply about the music. About the beats that bring smiles, over-priced hangovers and, if you’re lucky, an innocent, intoxicated youth-like kiss. Amongst a bunch of wide-eyed new faces all stoked to be out in the rain, here I was, just another wet turkey about to get fried.

The feeling of summer was still around and amplified by the wub-wub behind the decks, the taste of some sweet, sweet green, and the steady flow of sometimes-cold Black Label quarts. Yep, this was the type of party where even though I never drink beer I found myself wondering why the hell not. You half expect the vodka and tequila to run out by nine, so when it does you’re not worried… I mean, there’s always Suitcases, and more beer.

Before long, after-hour phonecalls and new friends are being made, time speeds up and suddenly no one has smokes. What a goddamn scene. One all-too familiar, one I can’t seem to get enough of. The energy feels different though. I have an unusual appreciation to be amongst the unfamiliar. No fronts or agendas and no lingering, hostile expectations here. And no reason to sit on the edge. Inside the concrete graffiti walls I have discovered a ‘cassette culture’ – no boomboxes but the authenticity and collected excitement was raw and rolling in all directions, and then past curfew.

Maybe it was more than simply the music, there was something building that night that felt bigger than the beats. A feeling for sure, a movement even? Shit, who knows, maybe it was just the drugs? Or Easter weepings from above? Whatever the reason that made this party a special one, ultimately Cold Turkey represented what dubstep is really all about – letting go of your bullshit, feeling alive, and yes, causing a bit of a riot on the dancefloor.

words: sarah claire picton

images: cold turkey