a fireball to accelerate our post-winter thawing. spanish producer pepes first foray on lph. it starts off unassumingly, with a bright, airy beach boogie thats all gentle drums and trebly synth figurations, but it quickly turns its eye to the strobe-lit nightclub, first with delusions of grandeur, an angular hypnosis of syncopated rhythms, then with aerial, a 130 bpm blitz with an epic build and an equally dramatic breakdown. capping it off is 50 am, which, as the name indicates, is a woozy shuffle thatll help you land the plane nice and easy.