We often say that electronic music has a pulse, but on the standout title track, that pulse seems less like a metaphor and more like an actual heartbeat, thumping with effort but fully capable of maintaining itself over long periods. The title, by the way, translates as “free at the end,” and indeed, there is a payoff to this gleaming processional, which explodes with sensation from the halfway point on . . .
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