Sambei

At 125 the pulse is brisk but the groove sits low — congas and shakers doing the work while the kick stays dry and unbothered. The vocal fragment loops and thins out rather than building, and the whole thing breathes in 7A without ever tipping into melodrama.

Energy reads nine, though it's a controlled nine: bright plucked figures, a bassline that walks instead of stabs, and a mix that leaves air around the percussion. It's a mid-set lift, the point where a warm-up turns, or a sunset record that doesn't need the sun. I'd take it early and let it do the persuading.