Boom bap drums anchoring a track that's trying its best to drift. A ghostly lead melody -- wavy, reverb-soaked, trailing delay -- floats above a sampled bass and crunchy octave guitar. Rhodes sitting quietly underneath, tambourine and a chopped string keeping the whole thing honest. Then the middle eight. Everything loses the plot -- drums, rhodes, bass, the lot. Controlled chaos that somehow finds its way back. And when the hook returns, nothing acknowledges what just happened. The lead harmonizes with itself in the second verse. Like it knew what was coming.