Fucking oomph. 2014 is the year of the Vynehall. Having already dropped one of the year’s best records in Music for the Uninvited, the Brighton producer returns to the fold with a luxuriant deep house cut that treads a much more euphoria-driven path than his previous releases. The anonymous vocal clip (“He opened up the door and let the butterflies inside of me”) dances upon a bed of swirling piano loops and dusty rhythms, culminating in a late-night all-hands-in-air jam that’s restrained to perfection. Top marks.
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