UBE - Violet Blues EP

In a world filled with musical pretenders, UBE emerges from the concrete jungle of New York House like a funky superhero armed with basslines sharper than a New Yorker's sarcasm. His debut EP, Violet Blues, is not just an auditory experience; it's a time-traveling adventure back to the glorious days of the early 90s New York underground scene.

UBE, aka Kevin Sedayao, must have had a time machine hidden in his studio, because Violet Blues is a four-track journey that feels like it was plucked straight out of a neon-lit, smoke-filled club from back in the day. It's like he stole the essence of New York Garage, Deep House, and Tech, threw it into a musical cauldron, and brewed up a concoction that's more addictive than a New Yorker's morning coffee.

Violet Blue, the lead track, is a disco and funk-infused masterpiece that hits you harder than the realization that your favorite vintage jacket is now considered "retro." Liquid Lust follows, dishing out tribal beats that make you want to dance like nobody's watching – or like everyone's watching, and you just don't care.

Daytime Sound pays homage to Kenny Larkin with its irresistible groove, proving that UBE is not just a musical time traveler but also a master curator of vibes. And then there's The Void, a warm, dreamy techno soundscape that's like floating through the clouds, but with a bassline that keeps you firmly grounded in the real world.

UBE's production is so polished it's like he sent it through a House music car wash. The EP has a cohesion smoother than a jazz saxophonist's improvisation, tying together different genres like a musical knot that's impossible to untangle.

It's mind-boggling how UBE, despite his young years, manages to capture the maturity of sound quality that usually comes with more gray hair and a lifetime of crate-digging. This EP is not just a debut; it's a musical manifesto, a declaration that UBE has arrived to make us dance, reminisce, and wonder where the heck he's been hiding.

In the grand scheme of musical discoveries, stumbling upon UBE's Violet Blues is like finding a pizza place that's open at 3 am – unexpected, satisfying, and leaving you hungry for more. So, take note, world: UBE is here, and if this is just the beginning, I'm setting up camp because the musical journey ahead is bound to be as wild as a New York minute.