4.5/5 transcendental shit. holy shit those sax lines on the last two minutes of the opener. Beats that move forward without deigning to demarcate measures, the whole, rumbling, thrashing, flickering sound lurching forward inevitable and on fire.
All three members are at the top of their game: synths more otherworldly, drums more entrancing, sax closer to god than ever before. As fine a combination of experimental and enjoyable as you're liable to find this year
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