A stunning transformation from one of the UK's most exciting club producers.
There's a sturdy backbone to these compositions that keeps them, and the listener, grounded. "Yelli" moves at a brisk but meditative house pace, while "Palmas" is a sweaty chugger that might've found its way into an Andrew Weatherall set. Patient, hypnotic and beautifully arranged, "Palmas" is the kind of tune that brings to mind outdoor sunset dance floors by the beach. These songs are transportive in surprisingly specific ways. Your mileage will vary, of course, but the precocious yet slow-paced beat of "Cocoa" reminds me of early sunny mornings before it starts to get hot out, with muttering vocal snippets adding to the groggy feel. "Bluefin" is the afternoon equivalent, when the sun crosses the horizon and the breeze starts to pick up.
These are impressionistic feelings conveyed through sound, with arresting detail set against a dreamy mist. The birdsong on the title track is so sharp that it fools me almost every time, but every other element is behind a fog of reverb that renders everything in soft focus. This soft focus is as important as anything else: it creates a wonderfully laid-back feeling to the album that provides escapism however you want to imagine it. It's also a keen synthesis of trends and ideas across decades made to sound simple and concise. No easy feat for any producer.
On Cape Cira, K-LONE changes tack effortlessly. It sounds lived-in and content, providing bursts of energy before letting you down gently again, creating a comfortable place for your mind to wander. Like the album's namesake, that place doesn't actually exist, but the way it tickles your imagination makes it all the sweeter.