Bleep

‘Ghost-driver’ or ‘wrong-way driver’ is how one would translate the title of this EP, and there is certainly a sense of otherworldly unease to the eponymous cut. The dubby bass, insistently oscillating melodies and skittering percussion that sounds like footsteps in an empty club all ramp up the tension of this seven minute slow-burner. There is a similar spy movie aesthetic to moody flip ‘Drachenfels’, and nestled between the two is a Factory Floor remix of the title track.