Subway’s album ii is the definitive soundtrack for that epic summer which knocks at our door, luminescent sounds squeezed from the chlorophyll pumped leaves of centenary trees which feed on the rays of a sun which smiles benevolent from its fiery & pock marked face, that vibe of absolute and astounding wonder which is so difficult to find anywhere graces the beginning of each single song in ii like white doves of pure synthetic glory taking flight over the pumping pistons of Kraftwerk’s perpetual motion machine, or perhaps Dr. Manhattan’s Martian Acid House Palace, this is a gift from an utopia of silver marvels and ravishing tonal sirens, enjoy every second of it because it’s a thing of absolute Amaze. With those majestic crescendos it should go down a treat dans le club too.

Subway-Xam

In their S/T album, Ducktails rock the positive drone surf geometrical wave under Jesus’ approving gaze, terse sheets of tye died sounds left to dry in the smooth sands of a beach obvious metaphor for the snake biting its own tails of spiritual well-being, the eternal cycle of life and all that shit,  after a hunt across coralline formations of ultravivid colour where we find our true selves and acknowledge them wise and content, slow-mo grinding down the perfect spirals of an altitude map of Emerson Lake and Palmer’s glossy manes, this is enlightened dead head dub for the gentle kids to strum to, check out how we roll dum-durum-dum-dum.

Ducktails- Gem

Where up and coming master of the cosmic oscillator Gatto Fritto creates, in his remix of Subway’s Simplex, a warm epic to awaken to as twin stars dawn over a Terran colony in a galaxy far away, reflecting refulgent on the shiny surfaces of a crystal architecture built by people wiser than us. Many dudes out there be rocking the trance inductive sound, but few (say Aeroplane, Windsurf or Hatchback) manage to reach parallel peaks of swirling incandescent multi-layered glory, each second of this odyssey is one to savour in delight as we launch from some Balearic beach and into new constellations of synthetic sound cruising in an aerodynamic vessel powered by a gravity drive that taps into the same energy reservoir that informed the wild-eyed expeditions of thee early German pioneers, particularly Manuel Göttsching.

Interstellar stuff.

Subway- Simplex (Original Tempo Gatto Fritto Remix)

And let us continue our ascension on the anti-gravity escalator by the hand of Weird Tapes. In his ‘Get Religion’ EP we discover ‘The Heavens’, a smooth gem of Daniel Wang style future disco nocturnal strutting across the carefully arranged ways of a sonic Zen Garden, slight reconfigurations of the minimalistic landscape create the right conditions for a lunar goddess to materialise in the ethereal light, above us she hovers with a benevolent smile, and then she sings otherworldly so that we can rise into the starry sky atop invisible platforms of lovely melody.

Weird Tapes- The Heavens