Most ear-catching are the house tracks, serene plateaus of found sound and solemn kicks made dramatic by the odd filter sweep. On "Sloshy" the chord stabs are the stars, stuttering, pulsing and hiss-heavy. "Morals" throws a sultry bassline into the mix, and its arrangement thickens as it goes, picking up cymbal whoosh and shreds of guitar. Best of all is "Can't Find It (The House Sound)," a gorgeous, narcotised deep house groove that feels short at nine minutes. Karmil could have put together a great album of this stuff.
But he doesn't linger with house. Will is, he says, for home listening, and the album's slick segues and evocative interludes place these tracks in a larger frame. "Sharehold," "Holiday Interlude" and "Gory Hole" are briefer, more abstract loop studies. And the album's second half is dominated by a couple of lengthy ambient tracks, where Karmil's processed field recordings float free of a pulse. On "NAND," two vaporous chords sound alternately for eight minutes, their sidechain throb hinting at a kickdrum that isn't there. At the album's close, taking up more than a third of its runtime, is the 17-minute "Maffé." The track's chord-and-click textures, beatific mood and lack of any development—not to mention the hypnosis it induces after about eight minutes—place it firmly in the shadow of Kompakt legend Gas. In fact, the whole album doesn't work too hard to escape this shadow. But it's pristinely produced and engagingly sequenced, and it pays homage with a neat Karmil twist.