Eternal

Wheats runs this at a strict 130 bpm, but it is the nine-out-of-ten charge that truly steers the thing: a lean, deep minimal roller that refuses to let the floor sag. The drums are taut and cyclical, carving out a narrow corridor where every hi-hat flick and sub-bass throb is calibrated for forward motion alone.

There is nowhere to hide here; the 11A key keeps the harmonic tension coiled tight, so it suits that precarious after-hours pocket when the crowd needs drive without melodrama. Dropped correctly, it functions less as a peak-time weapon and more as a relentless locomotive, bridging hypnosis and urgency on the UNLISH imprint.