And guess what? It's a stormer. The bouncy tech-house of Chemical G's What Words Can't Say kicks things off in fine style, Gazzy Marvin's Dial Up takes up the baton in bumpin' dancefloor deep style, Marvin Parks' The Itch is another quality funk-fuelled houser and… well, you get the idea.
This is an album it's pretty much physically impossible to play and sit still in your seat, with all tracks aimed fair and square at the dancefloor; what's more, though, while deep/tech house is the over-riding theme, there's enough variety on offer – see for instance the more technoid roll of Ovr Kill's Narrow Lanes, or the thoughtful, Trentemoller-esque meanderings of This Time, I Say by Sliptide – to prove this isn't a label that's likely to get stuck in one groove.
It's early days, but on this evidence, Definite Ridge could become a serious force to reckon with. If you dig the likes of Salted Music, 90watts or Lost My Dog, you need to be checking these guys out – they're packing more bounce to the ounce for sure. And in fact, you can do so right here...
Out: This week
PS: I notice the running order's actually a little different there than it was on the promo. But hey.