Scuba

Across thirteen tracks, the sound moves fluidly between dub techno's submerged pressure, sleek deep house, and harder techno edges, occasionally drifting into ambient stillness or the kinetic charge of tech trance. That 8.4 average reflects a consistency in low-end architecture and synthetic detail, whether the tempo drops to a meditative crawl or locks into a four-four drive.

On Hotflush Recordings and Crosstown Rebels, the material sits at a junction of underground functionality and polished electronic songcraft, never fully surrendering to pure peak-time bombast nor disappearing into pure headphone abstraction. It is the sound of a selector's artist, calibrated for dark rooms but textured enough to reward close listening.