Album Review: The Space Between The Gaps Part B
Various Artists | Electronic, Dub, Trip Hop | 1998 | Germany | Incoming!
If you’re into those late-night vibes where the world feels both vast and intimate at the same time, The Space Between The Gaps Part B might just be your thing. Released in ‘98 on the German label Incoming!, this compilation nails that sweet spot between dub’s deep grooves and trip-hop’s moody atmospheres. It’s not perfect, but it doesn’t need to be—it’s got character.
One track that sticks out is “Herr Farma (Foxy Frotter Mix).” The mix leans hard into a hypnotic rhythm, layering echoing beats with what sounds like samples from some forgotten sci-fi flick. You can almost picture yourself walking through an empty city at 3 AM, rain slicking the streets, thoughts wandering. It’s one of those tracks that sneaks up on you—before you know it, you’ve listened to it three times in a row.
Then there’s “Poetry,” which lives up to its name in unexpected ways. Instead of being overly flowery or pretentious, it keeps things grounded with minimalist production. A soft, repetitive melody floats over subdued basslines, creating space for introspection. There’s something raw about how unpolished it feels, like it was recorded in one take and left untouched. Tracks like this remind you why electronic music doesn’t always have to scream for attention; sometimes whispering works better.
“Hut Selector” rounds out the album with more of that signature dub/trip-hop fusion, but honestly, it’s “Herr Farma” and “Poetry” that linger longest in my mind. They’re not flashy, but they don’t need to be. They create moments—those little pockets of feeling—that stay with you long after the record stops spinning.
What’s wild is how this album came out in ‘98, yet it still feels fresh today. Maybe it’s because we’re living in an era obsessed with nostalgia, or maybe it’s proof that good music transcends time. Either way, The Space Between The Gaps Part B isn’t gonna blow up any charts, but it doesn’t care. And honestly? Neither should you.
Final thought: If I ever open a café, this album would be playing on loop. But only during off-hours when no one’s around. Somehow, it feels too personal to share with strangers.
