We love finally get together to shove out their first comp, enlisting two of the young bucks who won the hearts of their Ibizan crowds on their debut appearances last year. The first disc sees Serge Santiago offering up a view resplendent of the terrace, dripping with the heads down grooves that sum up the vibe of the club. The first four tracks by whizz past in a flurry, drifting in and out of the mix before the superlative ‘Baby wants to ride’ from Frankie Knuckles and Jamie Principle batters its way into vision in all its potty mouthed glory. From there on the trancey swathes of Autotune’s aptly described ‘Dirty’ pine vociferously before a strutting amalgamation of minimal grooves from Marc Antona and Layo & Bushwacka ushers in the tinkling percussion of Morgan Giest’s rework of Tiga. Elsewhere Serge’s own twisted sparse boogie ‘R2D2’ gets some body-popping initiation on whilst some fidgeting pared down funk from Luke Solomon squares up with the stripped back pulsating bass of Shonky and Carl Craig’s rework of X-Press 2. By the time the dual header of Herbert’s big band stompathon ‘Moving like a Train’ and the sun-kissed sensuality of Ame and Stefan Goldmann’s ’Sleepy Hollow’ closes things, you can almost feel the Ibizan rays scorching the back of your neck, even when staring out onto a rain drenched Liverpool skyline.

Riton’s efforts alleges to be reflective of La Discoteca, and in this there’s certainly a rawer edge on display than with Serge’s selection, particularly with the sharp stabs that punctuate the jacking acid workout of Riton and Heidi’s opener ‘To the Gum’. This continues the focus, with a brash, sharp and menacing growl underpinning efforts from Johannes Heil and Cosmic Sandwich before another Riton production accentuates the filth with ‘Sound of the Studio’. The frenetic bombast shows no sign of letting as Cajmere’s chi-town classic ‘Percolator’ sits side by side with the wild bleeps of Moko’s ‘Acid on the Air’, whilst the baille funk grunts of Bonde Do Role slap up against Armando’s skewered baiting on ‘100% of Dissin’ You’. Herbert’s ‘Moving like a Train’ appears again, this time nailed to its predecessor, ‘The Race’ from Yello, before Riton rounds off his nasty mix with gusto aplenty, crashing in a flurry of nasal acid house; Toddy Terry’s Mr Fingers aping ‘Can you feel it’ following on from the spluttering acid of Jack Master. Then Noze’s quite wonderful ‘Remember Love’ and the delightfully psychedelic remix of Tiga’s ‘(Far from) Home’ add the euphoric melody to end things, giving Riton the edge and We Love Space a cd as immense as the night they spawn. Go get.