Take It Easy

At one-three-three, this moves like a piston with a grudge, each kick carrying the sheer weighted aggression its maximum energy reading promises. The rhythm is stripped-back and cyclical, locking tightly into key 6A with a militaristic focus, letting those hypnotic loops tighten until the air in the room itself feels pressurised.

It is built for the dead-hour basement: no breakdowns for the faint-hearted, just a sustained, sweating momentum that honours the Lobster Theremin pedigree. I would drop it after something messier to clear the floor’s head, letting its raw discipline and unrelenting tempo weld the crowd into a single, swaying mass.