Wet Look

At 136 BPM, ‘Wet Look’ runs hot, yet its pulse feels deliberately unhurried, stretching its experimental leftfield house skeleton across the room with the confidence of someone who knows the night is far from over. The energy registers high, but Joy Orbison channels it into texture rather than velocity, letting the groove favour hypnosis over hysteria as it unfolds across the floor.

Set-wise, this is pure after-hours ammunition: the kind of record that sounds best when the lights are up and the crowd is thinning, but the faithful remain locked in. In the bright key of 8B, it carries an unexpected optimism, cutting through the smoke with a clarity that makes those final hours feel less like an ending and more like a secret.