I'm always looking for ways to escape that 'blocky,' downbeat centric feeling, says Clay Wilson. For me, it's the drone, 'what's going on in the background' that serves to hold my interest. Behind the tightly wound techno core of Cataleptic, the sound of a babbling brook and a plaintive, meandering bird call gently give way to the tintinnabulation of a distant bell. But make no mistake, Wilson's productions are designed for the dancefloor through and through. The static kick hat pattern of Feres contrasts with chunky, stepped percussion, before the ghostly vocal sample (or merely something approaching it) of Pict repeats underneath it all.