A 32-minute mini-album that sees Kieran Hebden stretch out and flex some tech-house muscle, our man Four Tet sets his jazzier inclinations to the side (for the most part--his trusty swinging cymbal work does crop up for a spell near the end of "Ringer" proper, while "Wing Body Wing" shakes off some drum rolls under the four-on-the-floor), possibly setting his sights on the revered likes of Carl Craig, and holding his own in that big-room arena admirably. File next to Autechre's Quaristice as more revitalizing '08 IDM on the artist's own terms. Break out your glowsticks, and catch that shuttle bus!