So it fits that the opener here itself is a bit unexpected. Their collab with Catz N' Dogz, "Deaf Wagrant," is a friendly slice of warm deep house and as such it's kind of a misdirection, baring the least amount of characteristic dOP live-band spirit. But hey, it's a collaboration, and you don't mix it up creatively with others unless you're willing to step outside your comfort zone. "Play Play Play" takes the opposite tack entirely, upping the live-band vibe by bringing in Wareika. The two groups, both known for their improv-instrumental prowess, lock into a subtle, rollicking groove, stretching into a loose, organic sound, replete with vibe and bell plinks, meandering background sounds and the occasional joyous blurt of klezmer melody.
The rest of the EP is given over to bass-heavy tech-house that doesn't lose sight of the group's goofball sensibilities. Together with their cohorts Noze the crew fashions an equally saucy and spaced-out number called "Fils Du Calvaire" whose sun-and-sand vocals evoke Jorge Ben's "Mas Que Nada" sung by ghosts on ketamine. The horn section lets loose in equally spectral form, a Mediterranean wedding march of sorts, yet another example of dOP's transatlantic savvy. If "Fils" shows dOP as cultural polyglots, "Carte Blanche" catches them going full Gallic, offering a Serge-cool spoken snarl, seductive but a bit pissed off at the same time, exuding that stereotypical disdain, worn on the lip and the eyebrow. The tune's a tight little roller, playing at a clipped jump rope speed, flashing one of those trancey whiplash synths, the kind that seems to coil and uncoil with green electricity.