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Dip Shim
Enter The Maragrillo

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Artists

Dip Shim

Catno

GTD.LP6

Formats

2x Vinyl LP Album Stereo

Country

UK

Release date

Dec 16, 2022

For his debut album Dip Shim digs deep into his past for his most personal release yet, drawing on his childhood in Spain for a genre-bending album of electronics, combining influences from house, techno, electro, downtempo, and ambient to create one of the year’s most essential releases.

Dip Shim, who also runs the Bolero record store in Malmo, Sweden, pushes and tweaks those silver boxes to create music with one foot in the past but looking to the future, from the fluid acid house of Dalaplan Jam and Bubble Gate, uptempo electro jams like BDP Fast Life and Tusso Arcade Force, to meditative joints such as One For Regen and Impossible Connection.

But although the album is eclectic, these 12 tracks are underpinned by Dip Shim’s unique hardware-led sound, proving he’s an artist with depth and longevity.

Media: Mi
Sleeve: M

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A1

Enter The Maragrillo

A2

Dalaplan Jam

A3

Øresunds Voices

B1

One For Regen

B2

Bubble Gate

B3

BDP Fast Life

C1

Bases Didácticas

C2

Impossible Connection

C3

Malmö Acid

D1

Tusso Arcade Force

D2

Malmö Midi

D3

Zota Outro

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