Harvey Bassett is an influential, rule-smashing DJ who helped bring garage music to the U.K., but his new band, Wildest Dreams, deals with a different sort of garage—that of Nuggets lore. Wildest Dreams brings a distinctively stylish take to grimy psychedelic garage rock. Opener “Rollerskates” is prime creamy, soft-focus dad rock, like a more dapper, lo-fi Pink Floyd, slotting in nicely with modern weirdos like Ariel Pink and Connan Mockasin. Instrumentals like “Boosh” and “Last Ride” are the kind of perfectly constructed psych-funk numbers that ad guys dream of, seemingly crafted to sell some imaginary, impossibly cool car. Vocals return for the sultry “405,” its funky riffs and funny lyrics sounding effortlessly cool—it sounds like driving through L.A. in the movies, instead of the nightmarish reality that it is. Wildest Dreams meanders through its bargain-bin sounds warmly, sometimes with raw, ghostly vocals (as on “Gyspy Tears”), sometimes without any vocals at all, become cohesive through a generally laid-back vibe and fondness for reverb and light distortion hiss rather than sticking to one stylistic groove. Thus, it feels both like the project of a psych-rock band and that of a DJ/producer—which it is. It comes off as a unique take on a tried-and-true genre, making psych-rock seem turntable-friendly again without relying on electronic beats or jamming together genres that don’t jibe well. Even while remaining impressive, Wildest Dreams sounds effortless, and is effortlessly enjoyable.