- Digital
Ashee
Frisbee / Fortuna
Life And Death
- Cat No: LAD083D
- Release: 2025-02-28
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The enigmatic Ashee comes back to Life and Death with two electrifying peak time anthems.
'Frisbee' is a dazzling tribute to Italo-disco and the unapologetic lead synth melodies of 80s dance music. Its hypnotic hook, reminiscent of "I Feel Love," dances up and down the scales, weaving seamlessly with a rumbling garage-style reese bass. The result is an unexpected and thrilling cocktail designed to act on dancefloors like gas and fire.
The bold "Fortuna" blends a monstrous 90s hip-hop-inspired bassline with a chaotic frenzy of layered percussion. The result is an unclassifiable carnival-like banger - perfect for massive sound systems, wild street parties, chaotic street parties, and clearly designed to be played way too loud.
Ashee's sound pulls no punches. Eschewing subtlety for raw impact, it's music that slams into you and doesn't look back. With a punk ethos at its core, Ashee fuses sinister 90s techno grit, euphoric rave highs, and chest-thumping garage basslines - like the growl of a souped-up Vauxhall Corsa tearing through the night past neon-lit kebab shops.
'Frisbee' is a dazzling tribute to Italo-disco and the unapologetic lead synth melodies of 80s dance music. Its hypnotic hook, reminiscent of "I Feel Love," dances up and down the scales, weaving seamlessly with a rumbling garage-style reese bass. The result is an unexpected and thrilling cocktail designed to act on dancefloors like gas and fire.
The bold "Fortuna" blends a monstrous 90s hip-hop-inspired bassline with a chaotic frenzy of layered percussion. The result is an unclassifiable carnival-like banger - perfect for massive sound systems, wild street parties, chaotic street parties, and clearly designed to be played way too loud.
Ashee's sound pulls no punches. Eschewing subtlety for raw impact, it's music that slams into you and doesn't look back. With a punk ethos at its core, Ashee fuses sinister 90s techno grit, euphoric rave highs, and chest-thumping garage basslines - like the growl of a souped-up Vauxhall Corsa tearing through the night past neon-lit kebab shops.