haunting, post-house deconstruction from russian outsider neotnas. >that day< is vocal dance music for lost souls, disparaging practical compromise and sunny chord progressions for a bones-bare, ruthlessly sincere interrogation of hopelessness, apathy and ultimate transcendence. suppressed waves of orchestral melancholia pass through entrancing heroin-paced percussive mechanics, unveiling the cavernous sprawl of neotnas masterful production. casting an icy shadow of depth and despair that is not easily shaken, four by fog lends his unexpectedly beautiful vocals to the project, proving the axiom >if you dont have the key, just break the lock<.