Brassica's electro is a restless thing: bright chrome on top, something bruised underneath, and a habit of changing its mind mid-bar. Start with 'Ouijia Bored to Death' — at 133 it flips from taut to loose and back, all clipped drums and smeared synth, and it's the clearest statement of the project's twitchy charm. 'UFOs Over Giza' pushes the same tempo through acid, grinning while the room darkens.
The weakness is the same as the strength: that restlessness can read as evasion, tracks that keep switching face rather than committing to one. 'Yeah, Nah' at 143 is the most driving of the three, and the most persuasive when it stops fidgeting. On a floor it works — peak-time, heads-down, a little unhinged. Verdict: an artist worth following for the tension, not the resolution.