To me Sushi sounds mostly like well-made, engaging electronic instrumental music, the best of which rivals that of any current producer.
Sushi’s main strength is the way it draws from so many strands of contemporary electronic music, but sounds like something else in its own right.
For all the curveballs that Ferraro has persisted in throwing to date, Sushi is probably the straightest – and therefore probably the weirdest too.
This none-more-Now club stuff is well worth throwing yourself into, the message might go, but in two years’ time I could be on a whole other trip.
Unfortunately, this album is missing one of two things: atmosphere or songcraft, take your pick.
Sushi’s collection of miniatures does little to coalesce into a coherent whole, instead constituting a fragmented mosaic of isolated musical moments.