Jimmy Edgar. The Time Traveler, with tracks in the quality of Rolex watches. Shiny like immaculate platinum, encaged by the highest precision beats and with no false understatement. As soon as he steps behind his machines or the DJ-dekcs you feel a magical hand, that knows neither time nor genre boundaries: Giorgio Moroder meets UK Bass that does a sexy lapdance on Acid to euphoric fast-house pianos. Not an eclectic puzzle work, but a finely woven concept.

-HORST XBERG

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