Keep On

I drop this at 130 BPM in F# minor and the room instantly locks into Alinka's relentless four-four grid. The minor-key tension simmers beneath gleaming hi-hats and a muscular low-end that feels precision-tooled for maximum impact; with energy pegged at ten, every bar pushes forward with the kind of unwavering momentum that turns a crowded floor into a single, heaving organism. There is no let-up, only forward motion.

In the mix, it belongs at the crest of the night when the floor is already overheated and I need a track that simply will not relent. There is no narrative arc beyond sustained propulsion, which is exactly its strength. It is a credible underground house weapon from Correspondant: functional, fierce, and utterly committed to the dance floor.