Alright, let’s dive into Earl St Groovers by Atdhe—this little gem from 2017 that somehow feels like it was made for those hazy late nights when the world slows down and all you need is a beat to keep you company. Released under Monologues Records out of the UK, this album sits snugly in the electronic corner, with its roots deep in house and deep house vibes. It’s got character, grit, and just enough groove to make you forget where you are.
First up, “Can I Borrow A Feeling.” Oh man, this track hit me right in the nostalgia gut. There’s something about the way it builds—soft synths creeping in like they’re sneaking past security at a club—and then BAM, the bassline drops, and suddenly you’re not just listening anymore; you’re feeling. The title itself feels like a question we’ve all asked at some point, whether on a dancefloor or after one too many drinks with someone who makes your chest ache. That mix of vulnerability and energy? Yeah, it sticks with you.
Then there’s “Earl St. Groove (Ben Gomori’s Tribal Tangalle Remix).” If the original is smooth confidence, this remix is wild abandon. Ben Gomori takes the vibe and runs with it, adding layers of percussion that feel primal but still polished enough to keep things classy. This version has these tribal drums that thump so hard they almost sound alive, like they’re breathing alongside you. Every time I hear it, I picture an empty beach at sunrise, dancing barefoot because why not? It’s chaotic, beautiful, and weirdly freeing.
And honestly, isn’t that what good music does? It doesn’t just sit in the background—it grabs you, shakes you, maybe even embarrasses you a little if you catch yourself singing along too loud. What gets me about Earl St Groovers is how unapologetically human it feels, even though it’s mostly machines making the noise. Weird flex, but okay.
Here’s the thing: albums like this remind me that sometimes, perfection isn’t the goal. Sometimes, it’s about capturing a moment, a mood, a heartbeat. And damn, did Atdhe nail that here. So yeah, go listen to it—but don’t blame me if you find yourself zoning out during work meetings thinking about tribal beats and borrowed feelings.
