Upon initially listening to this album, I was fairly certain I was getting a sort of Brooklyn-take on Deep Forest, courtesy of guys who probably have a handful of cosmiche-type records plugging up holes in their collection of avant-house singles. Unfortunately for me, but certainly fortunately for them, it was a set up and I fell for it, so that, when things opened up and the beats started pulsing and the synth washes starting enveloping me, it was too late, I was along for the ride. The emotions contained in the vocal samples and synth pads here are abstract and wistful, alternating between merely decorating the pulsing drums and being the reason the pulsing drums are even there. And, keep in mind, these pulsating kicks are almost always there. This is a dance record, and while slightly more ephemeral than their previous collection of more floor-ready singles, this is not ambient music, this is techno.