Ruggedly debonaire, freeform house tekkerz from the don Theo Parrish, cutting loose and bare boned on part of a one-two quick drop with Sound Signature, complete with room recorded handclaps and  – on that mad last track – stereo channel fuckkkery of the highest order. Sick one.

One of those Theo doozies you don’t wanna sleep on; ‘Weirdo’ sees him own the freakiness on a trio of hard nagging drum machine and side-eyed declarations of “acting like yo shit don’t stank”. Factor in instant classic string pads, vibes and the nattiest edits and you’ve got the measure of his title tune, whereas the massive highlight ‘Original Weirdo’ strips it right back to the slightly sped-up, staccato bone clacks of the drum trak, primed to snap and lock limbs in-the-mix, before ‘Imaginary Thug Funk’ lays waste to whatever rug is left with it’s lip-bitingly tight triplet hustle and jazzy angularity laying down the gauntlet to best jazz-funk dancers.