HUMANIMALS are an unruly herd of groove-taming, sample-sniffing wanderers – an artist collective that treats the studio like a moonlit bonfire where everyone throws something on the flames. One member coaxes velvet-rich chords from a vintage Juno; another digs brass riffs and dusty strings from thrift-store vinyl; a third wrangles bass lines thick enough to rattle streetlights.Their shared obsession with disco’s heartbeat and crackling needle static sparks a chemistry that’s anything but polite: futuristic drum hits collide with honey-soaked soul vocals, lacing the air with the scent of fresh mischief. Tracks unfold like intricate street maps – every turn a wink, every loop a secret shortcut to the dance floor.Play a HUMANIMALS record and you’re not just pressing play – you’re opening the door to a late-night carnival where curiosity wins every prize and the only rule is to keep the needle riding the groove until sunrise