"Vienna’s most warped exporter of sideways sci-fi post-rave improv, Stefan Kushima, has cruised a zig-zagged path through laser drone and thumping euro slime to his current position, a curious no man’s land of pirated trance materials stretched into longform psych-style strobe-light sprawls. His last album, Up To Us, flirted with higher BPMs than usual but Orbital Express is a more accurate expression of Cruise Family’s specifically fried dance-damaged hyperspace. The A side track unfolds with a shimmering pool of synth drip before pumping a buried robot beat through a thousand canopies of arpeggiating squiggle and lo-fi LED ambient wash. The B piece is split into two jam zones, one a bouncy midi junk-rave groove, the other a darker, weirder drumless synth dead end, pulsing a swarming alien throb until the power gets cut. Another far-out orbit by this consistently tripped Austrian space cadet. Pro-dubbed tapes in clear cases with fold-out J-cards with ridiculous sci-fi energy ball artwork by SF Broadcasts’ main man." - Not Not Fun
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