TheReviewer

It all reminds me of the kind of car commercial music (Phoenix, for example) that one would hear in the mid-2000s. And that's not a bad thing if it's done with flair and compositional muscle. I can say that latter doesn't lend itself to this record as much as the former, but it's still all very chill, atmospheric IDM.

The sharp, cutting synths and bare bones composition make for quite the skeletal electronic/disco record. Trouble is, personality is absent from these already very basic (gratingly so) tunes, and if there's little memorable musically and little memorable stylistically, your album has very little going for it. Those that favor their dance music very campy and flamboyant without a hint of depth or forward-thinking, search this out.

I will undoubtably listen to this to the point it will adversely affect my mental health and musical tastes, but like a drug addict I truly don't care. Neil has once again blown our collective minds with an even tighter, more confident series of mashups. Only this time, the memes take a backseat to display an even greater mastery of arranging disparate musical motifs and finding compositional commonalities. I danced, I laughed, and, not even kidding, I almost cried. This is amazing stuff.

Bombast and cheeky nostalgia mining at it's most unapologetic is given a complete pass through the sheer amount of detail and ambition backing this record. It's not stylistically refreshing, but it infuses those 70s and 80s pop sensibilities with sheer conviction, delivering on every instrumental motif of this era with huge, intricate compositions that move so fluidly and organically, not once hitting a dull beat or bland musical theme.