Bergstrom cuts to the chase: cavernous, reverbed chords, slicing high hats and steely snares strapped to a sinewy 909 kick, with a siren droning faintly in the background. Four-to-the-floor Ekaterina is the fever dream of funky house: icy hats and reverbs trick out a heavily filtered synth and a heaving sample of vintage polka. Kicking off the flip, more war: State And Revolution evokes a kind of long march beneath forbidding skies, its occasional skirmishes
between razor sharp hats and muted claps blanketed by echoing synth stabs. Finally, Damperhof draws the curtains and departs the dancefloor: a mournful, impressionistic cello, a slow throb, a little acid, sombre chords bouncing around the ruins… this is Mirko at his most expressive.