Parkway Records return with a 4-tracker of what they modestly describe as “club tools”. Hits of proto-house, electronic disco-tech dub, so authentic that you’ll be looking to blow NYC digger`s dust off their golden grooves. Sets of synthetic horns honking, harking after Boyd Jarvis` bounce. Bruce Forest`s Better Days. Machined handclaps raining down in celebration of the night. Gospel leads testifying, jazzy chorus line scat, all rinsed in echo. B-lines like North End`s fat hog, and Paul Simpson-esque piano. It`s a sound designed for a Richard Long system. Cowbells tonked something crazy. SFX sending out comet trails of mirrorball-refracted glitter. Flutes soothing bubbling aquatic 4 / 4s. The deep dance-floor tranquility punctuated by Linn drum crashes and party whistles. The odd orgasmic groan – varispeeded, gender fluid.