Dream music for black city nights: That’s the sound of the songs by the South London singer and producer Coby Sey. Transported by steadily rattling rhythms and grated in a rough sound granulate, he mumbles, speaks, and sings about long journeys through abandoned concrete landscapes and through his own post-apocalyptic self. It might be a bit reminiscent of early Tricky or Dean Blunt alias Babyfather, whom Coby Sey has already worked together with. In his concerts he is often accompanied by two sax players, who illuminate his opaque, ill-at-ease grooves with sparkling metallic tones of rage.

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