Has so much ever been conveyed by so little? Of course it has, but the way in which it is said can vary greatly. And this piece of minimalist house perfection manages to cram so much in that you’d be forgiven not to have noticed. The vocal, the kick, the skippy hi hats, the Detroit strings. They’re all there. One of those tracks that can equally aid and abet mayhem, layered in the mix, or cause it on its own. A soulful piece of dubbed out house in which the vocal flickers and burns, becoming another instrument, at one with the frequency. And read the comments. They’re amazing.
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