Nothing here matches the transcendent mystery of Lissvik's Darkside stuff, but our consolation prize is a showcase of headbobbable space disco to rival Terje/Prins/Lindstom. Hooky as shit on the surface, alive with throaty basslines and popping guitars, but with a tantalizing, ingraspable hint at an album-length throughline that keeps you coming back for more. Deeply assured, time-melting shit 4/5
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