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Two shorter excursions, a reference to format perhaps as this also appears on wax. Rum Jungle is a thicket of activity. Buck’s drums commandeer the piece, layering and building into an imposing and forceful wall of cymbals, shakers and skins. Abrahams is like an underground stream, craving its way with subterranean stealth, whilst Swanton pulses away without hesitation.

Daylight, is a counterpoint – a dreamy and ironically (to my ears) nocturnal affair. It’s a drifting scatter of electronic debris, sparse piano, tempered percussion and gentle bass. A piece that churns with haunting mood.