The brooding title track sits fittingly above the rest, constructed spaciously from a few charismatic elements. It crawls along, with a crispy snare being the only thing which surfaces above a mire of inexorable bass and strange wormlike creatures. The repeated phrase "look at everyone" takes on its full significance at a later stage, when orchestras swell in titanic glory, apparently opening a view over a huge expanse of people.
"Beat" and "Seize" are loopier, assembled neatly out of odds and ends from the sample bin. They're quite a lot more light-hearted; the effervescent sounds have a gently unhinged slapstick, but with seriously rooted foundations, particularly "Beat." It's an attitude that, like the Fuse parties themselves, would port well from darkened rooms in London to beach clubs in Ibiza.