There's no better place to look for this particular Bristol sound right now than Idle Hands, and Kowton's second splash for the label shows him working further towards a more distinctive sound. "She Don't Jack" is explicitly UK in origin, endowing its bobbing elements with a playful swing and (of course) a stuttering vocal sample. These jumpy tics stand directly at odds with its slow dramatic sustain, unsettling grumble of a bassline, and horror movie-calibre bells. The track, as if uncertain, vacillates between sections of free-floating dread and considerably muscular percussive flex.
The flipside is darker and certainly more difficult, "Drunk On Sunday" lacking the grasping points of its counterpart with a disorienting staggered hat/kick configuration that lives up to the track's title. The only non-percussive adornments spared by Cowton are a rumbling synth line and resonant notes—like someone running their finger excruciatingly slowly across the rim of a wine glass—but even these are completely devoid of colour. Kowton's vision of house is grim and desaturated, but it's also a little groovy, and his drum programming flair and dub-learned basslines turn the soot-caked skeletons into something danceable and even sensual.