Track of the Week: Silicone Soul, Inferno.
This one reminds me so powerfully of Solid Space Business-era Attaboy that I lunged for the liner notes to see if Si Brad has a production credit. There's a sense of purpose in the early part of the track that has no time for messing around, and the bassline has a polished heft, like ball bearings. Later on, it opens up into something more light-hearted that's like a reward for a job well done, but that - intent never leaves. Righteous.

I'm sorry to not have caught up with these guys until now, because the rest of the album is tons of fun, with everything from disco-heavy barnstormers to moody noir house to a closing track that sounds like something Trent Reznor would have produced if he had a serious mirrorball fetish.