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Omar-S does that deep and gritty house hustle like no other with one last jag of the year.
Up top the 313 OG metes out the ragged blues-jazz stomp and pivot of Dancer’s Anthem, loosely chopping up some unidentified samples into a stuttering scuff and parry, wickedly keeping in a fragment of audience applause which becomes a percussive layer in its own right. It’s achingly strong this one.
Downtown, his Odawa swerves to a cooler swang with signature, ruff cut drums and a nipped ’n filtered disco bassline keeping the pressure simmering down low until a natty garage hook lets it out in the final quarters.
That A-side’s gonna get all the play…