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Chicago legend Gene Hunt lands on Elorf imprint with The Next Phase Ep. Certified banger!

Mr Gene Hunt is already in the game since the early 80s and is considered a true Chicago legend. After dozens of albums and EP’s on labels as Moods & Grooves, Nite Life Collective and L.A. Club Resource, he now comes with a heavy hitting 3 tracker on the fresh sublabel of Deeptrax Records; Contrafact. Gene serves you the perfect mixture of nostalgic Paradise Garage vocal house moods with deep growing and shuffling classic grooves for peak time happiness! Soulful house at level 10 is very hard to find these days, so make sure to tune in because this is massive!

Trax Research extracts a major find from Gene HUNT's lost tapes. This will take you back to the days when a teenage Gene Hunt was collaborating with RON Hardy and Robert Owens! Includes repress of Underground House DEPT's Underground Sound OF Italia! Limited Pressing with mystery colored vinyl!

We are happy to present you some unreleased treasures from the 90's on "Volume One" EP! Furthermore there will be another two releases out in 2021 from the Chicago Master. Stay tuned!

Burek is turning 18 with this one and we’re honored to have the opportunity to welcome one of Chicago’s most interesting producers to our family. His name is Mr Gene Hunt and if you’ve been into proper house music, it’s impossible to miss one of his records.

One of the founding fathers of Chicago house, himself a grandson to a DJ and frequently alongside other greats such as Ron Hardy on the decks, Gene Hunt summons a 3-tracker for the Midnight Shift label. True house and techno direct from the source and in his own words, a rather ‘jungly’ take of it due to the tracks’ chaotic percussion. ‘Feeling It’ takes you back to the original old school, with all the classic elements in place, it’s a house lover’s wet dream, 30 years after the fact. ‘Spector’ twists things up while keeping that pumping jacking groove a perfect intersection between then and now. ‘Scatter’ punches through the noise like a clarion call to arms - where are all our jacks and jackies at? Report to the dancefloor, please.