away from the hypnotic mayhem of the floating roofscapes, we see fractured images cycling faster. just as clouds follow the wind, airy soundscapes track the low-end groundwork with grainy artifacts bursting in amongst the thick. lost in this surrounding ambience, the b side carves its way with a resonant materiality where shattering hi-hats pull you out of a hypnotic semi-dormant state. (b2) enters a sound voyage, an intimate balance between gloomy atmospheres, dark sirens and repeated upcoming unidentified melodies, that play against the ceaseless motion of the hi-hat motive.