The king of experimental drum and bass cut-ups is back with more recycled timestretched madness. Taking a darker and more complex approach to song writing this time, he's managed to push beat manipulation to it's furthest coherent limits all without sacrificing the overall integrity of a 'song'.

For all it's 250+bpm madness, there remains some lovely melodic touches - especially on tracks like "I Wish You Could Talk" and "My Red Hot Car". However, for all the dextrous and filtered wonder on this album, there is a rather disturbing trend with Mr. Jenkinson's work as of late. As you begin comparing his releases, you notice it's often the same loops used over and over again - the differences between them only in how they are arranged. "Bonneville Occident", for example, could easily be a remix of "Come On My Selector". For a man this talented, innovation should be a walk in the park. In any case, Mr. Jenkinson is still way ahead of the rest of us ... but for how much longer?.