New releases last four weeks: Funky/Club House

Review: Matt and Lee join forces with Grammy Award-winning Terry Hunter to unleash a soulful house masterpiece here on Sonic Wax. Their superb collaboration results in a track that exudes pure musical bliss and captivates heart, body and mind with its irresistible grooves and smooth synths. Additionally, Matt and Lee showcase their prowess with a killer Masters At Work-inspired soulful house mix which adds their own unique touch to the genre. Jazz Apple contributes a remarkable Mario Biondi-style jazz mix, perfectly tailored for the jazz and Northern Soul market, and together, these artists deliver a diverse collection of mixes that will undoubtedly make their mark.

Review: House music and fresh modern funk are happy bedfellows on this new EP from Moniquea with the masterful production taken care of by XL Middleton who, if you ask us, cannot miss at the moment. With an unmistakable West Coast vibe characterised by punchy synth bass and leads, this A-side embraces the good times with pulsating beats and detuned chords. On the B-side, the '97 Remix pays homage to Moniquea's g-funk origins while the bonus Applejac remix of 'Hate To See It' seamlessly blends dance-oriented elements with lush synth strings reminiscent of peak-era Neptunes productions from the 2000s.

Review: Something in the Eastern European house and dance music proclivity has always struck us as enduringly authentic, perhaps due to its interest in folk music fusions; the label Sad Fun have surely played a key part in doling out this impression. Now they offer their latest addition to the fantasy with a label-described "true Estonian lowkey gem" in the form of duo Ajukaja & Edith Karlson, aka. Vana, whose combined efforts frankly, dustily and ironically toy with the pop music cliches native to their homeland. A-and-B-siders 'Vimme Ratsu' and 'Kuu Maa' are said to rework an '80s Estonian coastal folk-pop favourite and perform a "pseudo-reggae" pastiche respectively. Both have that effortless murmured charm on the vocals, recalling a nostalgic time of European make-do, A10-mic-from-the-junk-store, bottle episodic, rickety recorded goodness.