Paul Lyman - Tozer/Witchcraft

Time for a deep chugger from Nottingham’s Gatecrasher resident, who if inbox updates are anything to go by, always seems to have something on the go. If you’ve switched off at the words ‘deep chugger’, there is at least a feature of interesting percussion playing a ribcage xylophone, or Lyman manipulating a soda-stream for Disney. Gradually building some character, Lyman provokes activity to turn Tozer from sullen windbag into something with much more to its game than just an ABC in basic dancefloor trudging. Banging on piano keys amongst inquisitive nudging and nurdling, he gives this an outside shot at lighting up Ibizan skies this summer, in a mutedly euphoric manner all about business and snubbing the pleasure and glamour that usually follows. What it has to do with a certain ex-member of Steps...nah, you’ll have guessed that line was coming.
Picked up on by the likes of Tom Novy, Witchcraft sees Lyman at the cauldron and taking his time with his eye of newt, a resiliently unwavering toiler of trouble calmly warning you not to look at him in the wrong way. Quietly plotting to itself, always on the edge of something cacophonic and always pulling back the threat of revealing its secrets, Lyman’s B-side has the ability to rise up and shoot bolts of illumination from bleak foundations, everpresent synth work turning up the heat on what he’s stirring. It will make a whole lot more sense when a full moon has positioned itself over the shoulder of the DJ booth, where just letting you know it’s there is all the caution that’s required.