The destination ain't so special, then, so the journey's where it's at, particularly when we're on familiar turf. Neatly programmed on clear, spacious grids, drawn in weepy hues and powered by a gentle soda-pop fizz, "Mit Liese Auf Der Wiese" has all the trance-tinged hallmarks of prime Neue Schone Extrawelt-era Extrawelt. There's a heady momentum which develops ever-so-subtly—like Minilogue's more patient moments—and it delivers plenty of heated, anxious expectancy.
"Clap's Cally" packs a more immediate punch, stark electro drums set amidst a shimmering western backdrop akin to Und's cowpoke hit "Rodeo," but staggers at the break. Rhythms slip and slide, dazed and untethered, and the track never recovers. By "Was Uebrig Beibt" this stutter has become a full-blown speech impediment, with Schaffhausen and Rabe somewhat unintelligible in downtown Croydon, faint Hamburg stripes still visible through the odd breakbeats. While this move seems hasty, and I wouldn't recommend it to other Traum acts, Extrawelt house still delivers.