Floating Points’ first album in four years, Crush, is the producer at his most “unhinged,” he says; a tempestuous blast of electronic experimentalism whose title alludes to the pressure-cooker of the current environment we find ourselves in. If Elaenia managed to skillfully build a world for you to step inside, subtly blurring the line between jazz, classical, electronica, psych-rock and even Brazilian pop, then Crush will take you for a breathless ride, seatbelts off, hair blowing out of the passenger window.
Crush feels instantaneous – and vital. It’s the sound of the many sides of Floating Points finally fusing together: the carefree selector, the considered composer and the passionate label curator. But it’s also a sound that, while born out of despair and frustration with the overwhelmingly dark forces around us, manages to provide some hope for compassion.