A lush slab of electronic muscle that's refreshingly at odds with faddish electroclash, try-hard techno and ten-a-penny glitchcore. Track 1 is the sound of, erm, the moon? Track 2 is plaintive, sweet melancholia. Track 3 sounds like Kraftwerk's Sex Object beefed up for a Euro bass convention, while track 4 comes across like the BBC Radiophonic Workshop sliced up by Weatherall and Tenniswood's Two Lone Swordsmen. This delightful melange is what happens when The Clangers learn how to use keyboards.