Brunnera

Brunnera is the exciting debut record by Edinburgh artist Gordon Bruce - hand-picked for joint release by Matthew Herbert's NX Records (an offshoot of his Accidental imprint), and Kit Records (London label and NTS Radio stalwarts.)

Brunnera unfolds over seven tracks of genre-defying dance music. Frenetic, kitchen sink percussion and granite sub bass will chatter bones on the dancefloor. But it's the trail of mossy melodies - coiling and lingering like mythical glow worms - that hints to something more arcane.

Recommended if you like Beatrice Dillon, Rian Treanor, Aylu.

Brunnera's self-titled EP will be pressed to a limited run of 300 vinyl records, with a reversible, wraparound art print featuring paintings by Isobel Neviazsky. The release is a joint effort by NX Records and Kit Records.

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"Brilliant debut volley of hyper-pastoral braindance by Brunnera, jumping off on a Kit Records x Accidental co-op for fans of Foodman, Kirk Barley, Matthew Herbert

Gordon Bruce aka Brunnera hails from Glasgow and makes the sort of nutty dance music that could only come from our deeply fucking weird islands. Rampant with chattering rhythms and wigged out, sped-up melody, it sounds a little like Pub or LOTI's bucolic club music on fast fwd to footwork or even flashcore tempo, also suggesting comparisons with the likes of The Tuss records on Rephlex and Kirk Barley's more frenetic works on Accidental, or for that matter, the wildest reaches of Kay Logan's Otherworld turns on Kit.

You may need to sprout an extra leg to dance to 'Poor Scone', but should have enough fun with two, while 'Grain Growers' comes on like the soundtrack to a whimsical Czech animation, and 'Dornoch Wyrm' feels like happy hardcore for a cèilidh. 'Melon Soda' whisks it like one of Foodman's frenetic footworkers, and there's some gauzy respite in 'Nox Rain', before 'Nivose' appears to enact a sword-dance for Clangers" - Boomkat

"Gordon's debut EP is a brand of hyper-skewed whimsical speedcore in which too many percussive elements jostle against some warbly flutes and knackered casios" - Cafe OTO