The Mood Hut ethos owes something to both classic house and disco. Its tracks are often drowsy, as if recorded onto an almost dead cassette. Bearing that in mind, the A-side's massive ten-minute slab, "Messages," is as Mood Hut as it gets. The kick drum stakes out the centre point, as hi-hats and snares wobble woozily around it, and new age-y animal noises coo and chirp. It's tongue-in-cheek, druggy as hell and perfectly hypnotic, its weirdness compounded by a three-minute dub version of sorts.
"Thurian Retrograde" is the nighttime party jam to the A-side's stoned afternoon, packed to the brim with percussion that feels like a cloud of buzzing locusts. Drifting even deeper into somnolence, "Merging" closes out the EP with a long yawn—think Jus-Ed without the trackiness. Its fathom-deep kick drum floats in and out, with supple bongos knocking out a rhythm into the void. Earthy and satisfying, On The Inner Plains is the label's most distinctive release yet.